The small auburn female managed to get out of the pile and struggle around in the blankets, squeaking loudly in distress. Orion's expression softened as he reached over, softly picking her up and cradling her into his arms, stroking down her back. She immediately seemed fine, curling into him and settling down.
Itzal rolled his eyes slightly. "I didn't notice you until I had already shut the door, Orion doesn't like the door open. And no. I don't particularly like to bring home strays."
Orion just sighed, but nodded and started to tell the story now that he had his daughter close, and the rest of the puppies were good with Saya. "Well. The last concert, at that bar, I had went out for a cigarette after we were done. And Saya yelled at me to put it out, and I saw that she was hurt. So I brought her inside and we had dinner, and I cleaned her up. They had put something sharp in her hips to keep her from shifting - she's not always a wolf, Itzal - and the cuts were really deep." He paused as he gently stroked the auburn pup again, while she shifted around, nosing into the crook of his elbow.
"We spent a few days together, and she found me this morning, and I had to take her to the vet for the puppies."
"So, they're your puppies?" Itzal asked after a moment of watching Orion with the oddly colored one, glancing to Saya. "I thought you were sterile?"
"....Uhm... Me too?" Orion asked, blushing a bit though also mildly proud. He loved the pups, no matter what.