So this just popped in my head. I don't know why, but here it is:

The Wolverine woke up just before sunrise and turned his head to see his female cubs next to him. They were a bit of wild sleepers. Logan got off the bed and rubbed his face go wake himself up. After he showered, he made breakfast. Be didn't usually cook, but ever since his cubs were born, he had to know how to. He left breakfast on the table and went to brush his teeth. Before he left for work, he opened the door to his room and nuzzled his cubs goodbye. They reacted in their own way to show their affection. He got in his truck and drove to work. He didn't like leaving them alone, but they were almost in the middle of nowhere; they would be safe...from humans. He worked longer hours from Monday through Friday and had the weekends off.

After finishing work, he drove home. He didn't need to go to the grocery store. He already went yesterday. When he parked in the driveway, he opened the door and found his cubs making a fort. He raised an eyebrow at them as they looked up and smiled. "Dad!" They ran towards him. He got down on a knee and opened his arms. They crashed into him and clung onto him.

"Did you both clean your room beforehand?" he asked.

"Mhmm!"

He made it a rule that only one area of the house could be messy at a time. They let go and he stood up to leave his keys and jacket on the table. "I need a shower. I'll cook dinner as you both take down your fort."

"Ok."

They continued building their fort as Logan showered. He usually took long showers because he spent quite a bit of time thinking about his deceased mate. She was beautiful with her tan skin, blue eyes, and black hair. She was of Woods Cree and Irish descent; a born warrior with the ability to turn into an Eurasian wolf, coyote, and badger-(NOTE: Badgers actually hunt with coyotes from time to time for more successful hunts. I did not know that) proof of her shamanistic family. She satisfied both the feral and human side of him. Logan's stomach growled and he hurried up. Once he walked out of the bathroom, the girls heard heard him and teared down their fort in giggles. Destroying it was more fun than building it. Logan walked into the kitchen and saw the living room cleaned up. "Go shower you two." The oldest, Meallá (meh-la, "lighting"), who was 4 years old, ran to their room, saying, "Me first!" The youngest, Mahihkan (ma-he-h-kahn, "wolf"), who was 2.5 years old, didn't move, knowing that her sister was faster than her.

She approached her father and said, "Can I help?"

Logan looked down at her with a raised eyebrow. "No." He turned back to what he was doing.

"Why?"

He knew that if she hurt herself, she would heal, but he didn't want to see her in any pain. Even if it was only for a few seconds. "You're too small. Wait until to get older."

"When?"

"Give it 3 more years."

She heavily breathed out and went to her room that she shared with her older sister. She sat on her bed and waited. By the time Logan poured everything in their respective pots, Meallá was dressing herself. Logan left the kitchen and went into the girls' room to pick out Mahihkan's clothes. "Come on," he told her. She got off the bed and followed her father into the bathroom. Meallá was putting her shirt on as her other family members entered the bathroom. Logan put Mahihkan's clothes down and got down on one knee to help her undress. Then he turned the knob and got the water running. "Let's go," he said as he picked her up and put her inside the tub. Meallá was brushing her hair as Logan helped Mahihkan wash her hair. After Meallá slipped out of the bathroom, Logan rubbed the soap and sponge together then handed it to his youngest. He was slowly letting her bathe herself so she wouldn't eventually need help. He closed the shower curtain and gave her some privacy. After a few minutes she said, "I'm done." Logan turned off the faucet and put her towel over her. He carried her out and helped her put on her clothes.

Meallá was on the carpet in their room, playing with her animals. When Logan and Mahihkan walked out of the bathroom, Logan told them, "Time to eat." They eagerly lead the way to the kitchen. They sat on the table and Logan served them buttered corn, squash, broccoli, steak, and white rice.

Once they all sat down, Meallá asked, "When can we have deer again?"

"I can go hunting on Saturday."

"Can I go?"

"Who's going to stay and take care of Mahi (short for Mahihkan)?"

Mahihkan stopped eating. "When can I go?"

"Yeah, why can't we take her? She's almost 3," Meallá agreed.

Logan stopped eating and met their eyes. When he did, they looked down and continued eating. "Until she's older," he responded.

They didn't argue. One by one, they finished eating and left their plates in the sink. Mahihkan went to sit on the large carpet as Meallá went to her room to get her toy animals. Meanwhile, Logan washed the dishes. When he finished he went into the kitchen and grabbed a beer. He sat down on the couch and turned on the TV to a hockey game. It was now dark and he sighed when he remembered that he had to made a fire. He put his bottle on the floor and stood up to gather some wood. After he started the fire, he sat back down on the couch to watch the game. He glanced at the girls as they went back and forth to their room and back. They took toys back and brought others in replacement. He let out a heavy breath and tilted his head back to close his eyes.

Logan was falling asleep and then the girls started to clean up, knowing what was coming. "I'll take them," said Meallá and Mahihkan handed her the toys. Mahihkan sat on the carpet, staring at the fire as Meallá put the toys their room. When Meallá returned, she stepped to the edge of the carpet and waited for her sister to stand up and go to her end. They stared at each other's eyes and slightly crouched. Meallá knew that she had to hold back. The first time they did this, she went a bit too hard and Mahihkan wanted to cry, but didn't make a sound. Meallá felt really bad and tried to comfort her, but then their father stepped in and said that they had to be careful because Mahihkan was still too young. He didn't discourage the behavior, but he told them to be cautious. Then they lunged each other and Meallá was slower to be fair with Mahi. Mahi crashed into her sister and wrapped her arms around her. Meallá lifted her sister up and threw them both onto the ground softly. Mahi growled and Meallá laughed in victory. As they wrestled each other, Meallá usually had the dominant position, but Mahihkan, using her size, escaped from a few positions. After a while, Mahi froze and blinked. Meallá stopped and stared at her in confusion.

"What is it?" asked Meallá.

"Did you put away the toys?"

"Yeah. I left them on the...floor."

They looked at each other and silently ran into the room to tidy it up properly. Logan opened his eyes and heard the girls in their room. He sighed and stood up to stretch. After turning off the TV, he went on the carpet and laid on his side facing the fire. He closed his eyes again. The girls walked back to the living room and found their father relaxing on the floor. They looked at each other and smiled. Logan was well aware that they were approaching him as silently as they could. By the way they were behaving, he could tell what they were planning. Since they were very young, he let them continue.

The girls stopped a few feet from him and waited for the other to make a move. Meallá signaled for Mahi to make the first move and Mahi shook her head. Meallá crouched awkwardly and pretended that she was going to make the first move. Mahi took the bait and jumped on the Wolverine's shoulder with a growl. He opened his eyes and lifted his arm she landed on to grab the youngest cub's shirt from her back. Meallá followed her lead with a roar and landed on his side. Both of her arms were wrapped around him as if she were hugging him. Mahihkan panicked and tried to free herself from his grip. Then Logan used his other arm to grab the oldest's arm on his abdomen. They were both trying to get away as Logan turned on his back and sat up, lifting his cubs on their feet. He let go of his grip on them and they staggered back. They stared at him a bit nervously, trying to find a weak spot and they found many, but Logan was fast enough to use those spots as bait. Yet the girls hesitated, knowing that he was playing some mind games. They looked like they were ready to pounce, but still hesitates and quickly glanced at each other to encourage the other to take one for the team. Logan looked back and forth between them. He showed his teeth as he smiled. "What? Give up already? Too fast for ya?" Mahi knew that she was the weakest and jumped at an angle to them charge at him, with a human roar, from the side like a tackler. Logan wasn't phased at all and twisted a bit to use his arm closest to the fire to grab the youngest from her waist. She yelped as her sister charged at their father head on with a human growl. Logan used his free arm and extended it to push Meallá's shin back. It looked like she tripped and fell forward, but Logan caught her by wrapping his arm around her abdomen. She fought back and pushed against him. The Wolverine got on his knees and went on his belly, taking his cubs down with him. Meallá was the only one who was on her bottom and took advantage of it. She tried to roll forward as Mahi pushed against her father's face, but he turned to look the other way to combat her strategy. Meallá rolled out of his grip, and with a more-feral-than-human growl, she sat on her father's back and grabbed his elbow holding her sister to pull to try to set her free. Logan eased his strength and let his oldest succeed. Mahi rolled free and Meallá put her weight on his head, trying to submit him. Logan turned to look at the floor to ease his discomfort. Mahi grabbed his hand and tried to move his arm behind him. Meallá got an idea and flipped herself to capture the arm her sister caught and pinned it to her father's back. Logan tilted his head up so his chin rested on the floor and smiled, understanding what they wanted to do. Mahihkan understood what her sister wanted to do and tried to capture the other arm, but Logan kept on escaping her grip. Meallá grew frustrated and reached an arm to help her sister, but Logan took that opportunity to wiggle his pinned arm. Meallá turned her full attention at the arm they captured and focused on that. The youngest grew frustrated and wrapped herself on the arm she targeted. Logan wasn't expecting her to bite him, he straightened himself out and let out a feral growl. He forced his other arm out of his oldest's grip and put his hands on the floor to get up on all fours. Meallá moved to grab his free hand and extended it out, trying to get him to lose his balance. However, Logan twisted his wrist to grab one of her wrists and she let out a wolf-like yelp. She tried to pull herself from his grip, but he held onto her and pulled her in. He used his shoulder to force her down on her back. He pinned her down using his arm and leg. Mahi let go of him and jumped on his back to wrap her arms around his neck. The Wolverine wrapped both of his arms around his oldest cub and rolled onto his back a bit and trapped his youngest on her back. He kept most of his weight off of her, knowing that he would crush her if he did not. Once she let go, he used a bit of speed to roll back and captured her before with his arm closes to her before she could get back up. He pulled her in and lifted his upper body a bit to move both of his cubs onto his sides so the whole trunk of his body was resting on the floor. Both of his cubs were on their backs and slightly trapped under him. They were trying to get free while letting out feral growls. They even dug their nails wherever they could and tried to bite his hands and arms.

Logan let out a feral growl, louder than before. It succeeded and caught his cubs' attention, but they continued to move their bodies as they looked at his face. He showed some of his teeth, especially his canines, and growled again. They stopped their attempts to break free and softly whimpered, recognizing his position as alpha. He lifted his head and moved it over his youngest first. She shrunk back and showed her throat. He gently nipped at it and she slightly jumped. He moved his head slightly back and she moved her own to lick his lower jaw in submission. Then he moved and repeated the act with his oldest. She responded the same way. During that, the Wolverine's youngest offspring nuzzled her head against his neck and whimpered. The oldest of his cubs followed her sibling's actions and the Wolverine nuzzled at them in return while giving his own version of a purr. His cubs clung onto him in affection. Then he picked both of them up and dropped them off in the bathroom. "Brush your teeth and get ready to sleep," he ordered. Logan went to put out the fire in the chimney and went to brush his teeth in his own restroom. He put on some comfortable pants and removed the rest of his garments. He laid on the bed with his hands behind his head and heard as his cubs were finishing their routine. There was no more lights on, but he still saw them peaking into his room. "Come on." They ran onto the bed and cuddled onto his sides. He moved to put the sheets over them and laid back. He shut his eyes and let sleep take him.

While creating Meallá, I was thinking of modeling her after Laura Kinney (X-23). Sorry Laura fans, X-23 doesn't exist in this universe. Anyway, if you like it and want me to continue it, let me know! If I get enough support, I would add a bit of backstory first, so the chapter order would be funky. Thank you for reading please review!