cheek. He made a meaningless smile and looked at her stomach.

“How many do you think there are?” he asked randomly, and she went along with it to stop the arguing

“I think about six or seven, but I could be wrong.” Jenna said. She had a quick flash forward of what puppies would look like and smiled.

***

     Jenna woke up with Balto next her. He had spent the night about nine times in a row to keep her company. It was April first now and she was anxious about the puppies as every mother would worry about. She told herself not to worry about and made herself comfortable next to Balto. He was still sound asleep and was snoring a bit. She smiled and laid her head on her paws. She could feel her puppies moving more than ever and she knew that they were coming…soon.

           Later on that day, Jenna and Balto were making names for the puppies. It didn’t go that well because they couldn’t agree on some.

“Alright, what about Raine?” Balto asked for the fifth time trying to get a good girls name.

“Heck no!” Jenna exclaimed, “We need names or else we’ll let our-my owners pick and humans pick the most stupidest names in the world!” her hormones were out of control that day, “I’m sorry, but I’m stressed out. Ok, we have four boy names: Dingo, Kodiak, McKinley and Dakota, but no girl names!” she thought of all the names she could think of, then she something aluminum that was around her owners left overs and then had a crazy name in mind, “What about Aleu?”

Balto thought about and replied, “I like it. That’s one down but what about the others?”

“We’ll think of something.” Jenna said feeling hopeful.

***

        Jenna woke up at midnight and felt pain all through her. She had never felt it before and she could feel the puppies moving around all inside of her. She woke up Balto and said, “Get out, I don’t want you to see what I have to go through! Please?”

       Balto obeyed and licked her forehead before leaving. Balto was nervous out of his mind, he didn’t know what to think, but all he knows is that his children were coming, tonight to be exact and he would be a father for the first time and then he thought My Little heroes have come. Then he made his way to his boat, waiting for morning to come so he can go visit his family.

Epilogue

       Balto looked over at his oldest daughter, Aleu who lived with him. She was turning one the next day and still hadn’t had a home. She looked exactly like him, which was the problem. She had all of wolf his heritage. She woke up and gave him a happy look

“Morning, Papa.” She said.

“Morning, sweetheart.” He said licking the top of her head. She smiled and got up. Balto watched her move to the front of boat. She then raised her head and howled a sweet song. Balto knew that she wasn’t like most dogs, but someday she’ll be accepted…as he once was.