The Twins Are Here Pt. One
Morning! That's what it is. Yep. The sun is only just starting to rise too, which means its extremely early morning. But that doesn't mater for a baby! Nope! Not at all. Or, well...in this case...BABIES! Its been...only about half an hour since Robin's twins were born! Syla is laying in bed, sitting up a little bit on some pillows with one of the young stoats in her arms, while Robin sits in a chair next to her with the other. One is a boy and the other is a girl and Robin can't seem to stop smiling. Kentar is here too, but he's since drifted off, and Chris had only just left.
And the next to arrive is going to be some sort of ottery device! Like a Tagger! The otter only knew about what was going on about 10 minutes ago, when he got back from fishing, as he overheard some of the citizens talking about it, and then just put 2 and 2 together. Buuuut only knowing a shred of details about kids, he leans against the side of the infirm, waiting for the all clear which he soon gets from Chris. He peers into the room before quickly walking in and sitting on an empty cot near them. Oh boy, there is two of the little ones. Tagg always knows these things for some reason. He smiles weakly at the kids and then to the other stoats, and then mouths, 'Congratulations' to them. Wondering if he should be quiet. He just doesn't know.
The new stoats don't seem to be asleep. not really. The girl, which Syla has, is reaching up at her mother, smiling brightly. But the boy, in Robin's arms, is tugging painfully on his dad's whiskers. "Ow! Oooow! Oooh stoppit!" he laughs a bit, blinking when he spots Tagger. "Oh, hey Tagg-agh! Stop you little rascal! Argh..." Syla just can't help but to laugh at the whisker pulling. "Yeeeeah, just you wait Sy. Wont be so funny when its YOUR whiskers being held hostage..."
Tagger chuckles at the whisker tugging. For some reason, he has a vague memory of himself doing that. But he shakes it off with a laugh, "Hello, so many stoats i need another paw to count on!" he grins, getting a better sit on the cot, "I had a feeling there was just gonna be more then one stoat, didn't i Chris?" he smiles, "And its so good that they see already. Otterpups take about a week before they even crack open their eyes. Soon they will be kicking your butt, wont they?" he chuckles, "What are their names?" he asks leaning on the side of the cot.
( Rob smirks a bit, and readjusts the son in his arms so that he's not tugging on his whiskers anymore. "Haha, you did, you did." he says with a bright smile. "Well. Uhm! We're not sure yet...but our daughter's name is Jolee." he replies with a slow nod. Syla doesn't say much, but slowly shifts on the cot to give the big otter some room. "But we never thought out any boys names. So it might be a while before this little guy gets a title." he nods slowly, smiling. )
Tagger smiles and nods, "Okay. Jolee..." he points at the stoat in Sy arms, "And... Razz... he looks like a Razz." he laughs as he got that name from a book he read a good time ago. Its a silly name, but the otter likes it, "Heh. I'm sure you guys will come up with something..." He looks toward the little boy whos eyes go really wide when they see the otter. Tagg smiles big, "Hello there little one!"
Robin laughs and looks down to the boy, who looks nearly identical to his father. And his sister, looks nearly identical to him! "Razz, huh? I dunno." he smirks before the boy starts to cry out loudly at the sight of the otter. "Oh heey, its okay...he's not going to hurt you. He's just a big, ugly, otterything..." he pats the sides of the stoat lightly, rocking him in his arms. Jolee however just stares at Tagger before giggling and reaching out to him. "Would you like to hold her?" Syla asks quietly.
Tagger gives a little bit of a frown when the kid starts to cry. Then eyes the stoat with daggers, "Rude" he shakes his head and then looks to the femstoat and then its his turn for his eyes to go wide, "What me?... Uh... Suuure..." he gulps a little bit as he as never held a little one before. Going to be an odd experience as he holds out his paws.
The little dibbun smiles and reaches back towards Tagger when Syla offers her out. Slowly, she lets go of her daughter, handing her over to the otter, and once she's in his arms, she stops giggling, just smiling and reaching up to his face. She doesn't tug on his whiskers though. Not yet anyway. "Aww...she likes you, Tag." Syla chuckles quietly, smiling. Her brother has finally stopped his crying, and drifted off to sleep.
Tagger eyes are still wider then dinner plates as he receives the little one. His arms pretty much enveloping the little one. He smiles weakly as she tries to reach up at him, "Heehee she is absolutely adorable... I'm glad she likes me..." small eye to the other twin stoat, but then back to Jolee, "Heehee! Hi... My name is Tagger... You know your a twin right... You'll have to meet my sisters. They're twins. Though both girls." he grins and slowly rock her, just he sees the ottermums do.
Jolee smiles and giggles again up at the otter, and then tucks her arms into the blanket she's wrapped in before closing her eyes, and yawning with a little squeak, drifting off to sleep like her brother and apparently, her mother too. Syla has pretty much passed out on the cot, sleeping pretty heavily. Rob smiles a little at the three of them. "Aw...heh. Its been a long night for everyone it seems." he nods.
Tagger smiles and still rocks the babe from side to side, now whispering, "Heee. I can tell. I just back from fishing when i heard this was happening. Didn't even get my nap today" he chuckles letting out a little yawn himself, "She is SO tiny. I'm afraid i might crush her. Ive never held a babe before. Never had one that would let me before" he snorts quietly.
Robin chuckles quietly and nods his head slowly. "Yeah. Well, I am glad you're here...you'd have missed out for sure." he laughs a bit before he hands his son off to one of the healers that are passing by. "They can't go outside for a couple of days yet but...maybe we should let them sleep." he says, motioning towards the door outside. "Want to go for a walk for a little bit? Or are you too tired?" he smirks.
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