(backdated to 3-7) Birthing finally.
ooc- if you weep, I'll be right here to hold you\\
this thread is backdated to 3-7. All welcome!
ic- 'till each tear you cry becomes a rose//
Deuce knew the labor was beginning. The pains racked her body, bringing her breaths to short pain filled pants. But she would do this herself, without anyone's help. She didn't need their help, didn't need thier looks. She'd birth her own pups.
Hours later, the silken mother to be could feel the first pup sliding down the birth canal. A short growl, and a fierce push, and the first pup came into the world. Duece barely had time to clean the umbilical sac from it before she could feel the next one coming.
Again, a fierce growl and strong push, and the next pup came into the world. She cleaned this one as well, panting softly. Two...two healthy pups. Just as she was going to find out whether they weresons or daughters, another pup came crowding into the world. The pains were sharp and furious, but with some struggle, she brought the last pup into the light of the world.
Cleaning it, she discovered it was definately the runt of the litter, but it was female. Looking at the other two closely, she was content to find she had borne two sons. The biggest of the three was a golden furred male. The second male was various tones of brown, and the female was white as her mother.
She pressed the three to nurse, content to watch her newborns. She was a proud mother.
He wasn't gone, no. If only the lady could be that lucky, but he was around. He was always around, watching her, wanting her. The male gave a sneer as he watched the lady go about the painful process alone. Was she really that stupid? As the pups each came to life one after one, he knew his answer...and it was yes.
With a smile he moved out of the shadow, his leg was a handicap, that he had learned to live with. The male looked at her, with his blue hued eyes. Last chance. He would have to give her before he made his last and final move.
"Deuce, M'Lady! Are you okay, is our...I mean your pups okay?"
...And if she didn't agree to his ways, they would be hid, not her's not their, his. Azizi's and Azizi's alone!
Re: (backdated to 3-7) Birthing finally.
Deuce looked up at the familiar voice, bristling slightly. Yes, Azizi, I'm fine, and so are the pups. She glanced at him once, then returned her gaze to the three nursing, a slight contented smile on her lips.
Names...she needed names for the three. She studied them silently. She nuzzled the golden furred male, whispering his name. Gavin..... Battle hawk. He would be as strong and fierce as his violet eyed father. But he would have a gentle side, like his mother.
She nuzzled her other son, the one decorated in various hues of brown. Liam... Resolute defender. Defender of his home and his family.
And then her daughter, the mirror image of herself. Angel, the femme said with a smile. She nuzzled her children gently, still smiling.
The smile faded when she thought of Deacon. how would he react to discovering she was a mother? How would he be with being a father?
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