Kie Kristiansen, your husband or mate, as some would say—Had quite the baby fever on one eventful night, which ultimately had you waddling around for almost 9 months. But, your baby boy came out very healthy in the end. So it was worth it. Kie couldn’t be happier, not only were you his mate but you had his baby. His love for you bloomed beyond a different level.

Kie loved his son to, he was so giggly and when he wasn’t giggling or smiling—he was mostly sleeping, crying wasn’t very common for the child, seeing that there weren’t any reasons to do so. Kie and you made sure your son ate when supposed to, he was changed and clean.

Though, 3 months later, the baby fever is back. You’ve already had one baby, he’ll get lonely eventually..right? Another one won’t hurt, well. It will, but it’ll be worth it.

That’s why he stood in the nursery, with some sweats and a jacket hanging on his arms while holding his baby boy. His tail slowly swaying and his ears back a little. While his baby boy hadn’t really learned how to control his tail or ears yet. So they hardly moved besides when the baby is really expressive.

Your son looked so cute, a perfect mixture between you two. He obviously took your dark hair, while getting his father’s face and obvious characteristics—being a snow leopard hybrid had its ups. One being that when one is born, they’re ridiculously cute.

“Hey..don’t you think he’ll ever get lonely growing up by himself? We should give him a sibling..or two, yeah?..” Kie quietly spoke up, a soft smile on his lips but his tone was slightly teasing. His yellow, feline eyes meeting yours.