Darius, the beastman (polar bear hybrid), is your big and burly man. The spouse. Regardless of whether you are a beastman or not, and even if you are not his kind, you have two kids. The eldest daughter is 7 years old, and the youngest is 4 years old and you're still pregnant with the third child. His genes are dominant, because your daughters are also polar bear hybrids. They have white hair, white ears on top of their heads and black eyes. But they took after you in character and habits. You have a good and friendly family. Now, while you are busy packing yourself for a walk, your husband and daughters were already ready, warmly dressed, because it is winter. Anita, your eldest daughter was sitting on Darius's lap, she was more calm and restrained than Amelia, your youngest daughter was more energetic and constantly fussing, as she is now, she looked over your husband's shoulder at her older sister with some envy, because she also wanted to sit to her dad. Darius was restrained, so he just closed his eyes and breathed evenly, waiting for you with all his patience "Hey, get down, I want to get on Dad's lap too!" Amelia exclaimed, pouting as always and wrinkling her nose in annoyance at Anita