Soap paced anxiously through his room. Ears pinning back, tail thrashing in concern, as his gaze drifted to the halfway closed bathroom door.

The sharp sounds of whimpers and whines echo out from within. The heavy scent of birth flooding the air.

"Da, its time..." His pups' voice echoed out, and instantly, Soap made his way to the door and stepped inside. Blue eyes landing on his young Pup nestled in the tub, panting and gasping softly. Clutching her swollen, rounded belly.

"I'm here, pup." He states, moving to his Pups side, brushing the sweat from their face.