MAKE A WISH UPON A STAR
03-30-2014, 09:07 AM
Things were just going from bad to worse, not only was Virgil choosing to give birth in a unknown pack?s lands but it seemed the members of said pack were all coming out to see. Before the white woman could respond a black and grey one approached, her manner of speech strange and Helios laid his ears back, flush against his skull. It all started happening too fast then, before he could even get another word out, a heavily pregnant woman burst forth pushing her way into Virgil?s birthing den crying his niece?s name. Helios found himself struggling to push down a growl, instead a low rumbling caught in his throat as he glanced around, even more wolves approaching to see what was happening.
Strangers pushed into the den, and the white woman from before spoke pushing past him too. He was in such a daze that as she went past he stumbled to the side slightly. The rumbling becoming a whine, especially once he laid eyes upon his wife. What would she think of this chaos? He did as Nat commanded, his wife taking charge of the situation. Settling himself, albeit uneasily, a bit off from the den he gave a sigh, casting his russet gaze towards the den anxiously.
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03-30-2014, 12:03 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-30-2014, 12:04 PM by Valeriya.)
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04-01-2014, 09:03 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-02-2014, 07:00 PM by Sindri.)
The healers bicker, but they help nonetheless. Her pup is given a helping hand into the world, and her attention focuses upon her ebony love now, her breaths steadying as the four figures squirm closely to her, observing as Raisa brings her own children into the world. The black woman with an accent (Katja) speaks, and Virgil decides she likes her. She has more sense than the two bickering healers, and perhaps she will mention this to her love. She finds her calm in the line of fire, not overly concerned with being too impressive. Her concern for Raisa is genuine, and that alone the Empress can admire.
Her gaze flickers to her family, lips quirking up into a tired smile. ?Help me name them?? she requests. Her eyes flicker to her girl, her firstborn, the one who will be her heiress if all goes according to plan. ?Gaia,? she says softly. It is the name of all of their ancestor, the strong woman who birthed the gods themselves and could tear apart kingdoms with a mere howl.
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04-05-2014, 10:28 PM
Big headed and backwards, Nemesis was struggling to make it into the world. Perhaps that's just what he got for being last, although birth order wouldn't mean anything to him for awhile. Save for his noggin, the majority of the olympian was rather average and had it not been for the size of his head, his transition from unborn to newborn would have been somewhat gentler, although his approach to being born was questionable. He didn't know it yet, but it was a fitting way for him to enter the world.
Unbeknownst to the bickering wolves, there was a more important struggle taking place just beyond their reach. Complications stemming from his position in the birth canal worked at strangling Nemesis and after a few minutes of suffering the boy slipped out of awareness. He came into the world ass first and limp, seemingly stillborn.
Unbeknownst to the bickering wolves, there was a more important struggle taking place just beyond their reach. Complications stemming from his position in the birth canal worked at strangling Nemesis and after a few minutes of suffering the boy slipped out of awareness. He came into the world ass first and limp, seemingly stillborn.
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04-24-2014, 07:28 PM
Despite the wolves giving the new mothers space to birth their pups, chaos ensued. Many tried to speak over one another and the healers bickered incessantly. Natalya breathed deeply and nodded to her son, then turned her attention to a seemingly level-headed female of Ebony and offered her a nod as well. She need not speak now, but she made a note to address that particular woman when all was finished concerning her wisdom. The Centurion simply pushed past the healers as they fought, before Virgil's last pup began to make its exit, and brought the motherwort with her. It seemed that Hermes has gathered plenty, thankfully, and she placed it before the Empress as the pain began again, whispering to her that it could help her release the third child faster. It seemed speaking into her ear was the only way Natalya would be able to get a word in amongst this mess.
It was only moments before the situation settled. The healers managed to actually do their jobs through their argument, and though Natalya was tempted to scold them she knew to leave it to their packmates instead. She focused her attention on the girl at her feet after loosing a lighthearted bark to summon her husband. Four new Olympians now graced the Earth, and as she bent her head near to them to aid Virgil in the naming she found something entirely not right. Though four had been born, she heard clearly only the breathing of three. "Virgil! Something is wrong, I cannot hear one of them. Hermes, Helios, come quickly!" She moved to lower herself to the ground to aid in checking them if needed, but hoped that someone with sight would find the problem before it was too late... That is, if it wasn't too late already.
Perhaps the foolish healers would hear word from her after all.
and quoth the raven, "nevermore"
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