The time had finally come and Maija was more than ready to have it over with. She had grown swollen, looking as if she had swallowed a jackrabbit whole. As the beginning stages of her labor reached her, she tossed up a lone howl specifically for her Queen and baby daddy. The idea of having both there when the children came was enthralling and she hoped they wouldn't disappoint her. Slowly, she turned back to the safety of her den and made herself comfortable.
Restlessness began to fall upon Maija as the contractions got worse and closer together. She could feel the changes without watching it happen. Leaf-green eyes closed as waves of pain swept over her golden body. Maija became short of breath a time or two, but she pushed through it and dealt with the pain. Her frame continued to be writhed with pain, despite every effort she made of stopping it.



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A cry would pull her deeper into the moor. It was time. Her golden toy was giving birth to retched little bastards. A sigh slipped off her tongue as she moved with lazy purpose. By the time she arrived, contractions had already gripped the woman and things were moving steadily along. Writhing in pain, the silver Queen would slip into the den after the briefest of growls to announce her presence. She would tsk softly, a smirk lifting one side of her lips. "Look what you've gotten yourself into, my little bird." Lowering herself to the den floor, she would make herself comfortable. Hopefully this would go as smoothly as her own births had, but if necessary Kylar knew enough to help her through Basanti's birth, so he could lend some help. Her coral gaze rested on the golden woman, devoid of any emotion other than vague amusement. The pain of contractions was something foreign to her. Audits would tip back towards the den entrance, waiting for the approach of the little bastards father. She wondered if he would even show, he had been scarce as of late but perhaps he would arrive in time to indulge his mistress. Long legs would stretch across the den floor as she flipped onto her side. She was perfectly as ease, the labored breathing and pain of her secondary hardly fazed her. Perhaps she should have called Kylar, maybe he knew something that would ease her pain. But then again, she had done this to herself. HER WORDS HERE HIS WORDS HERE

Cat's words wrapped themselves around Maija's ears as the contractions wrapped around her abdomen. She felt her ears perk for an instant as the pain ran along her body. Words did not slip from her lips, nor did any further whimpers. She was a warrior and a bitch rolled into one. The pain would be nothing compared to future endeavors. Leaf-green eyes met the corals burning in the Queen's skull and she gave up a few words. "Worth every damn minute." And the labor progressed. Her babies, number unknown to her, came to her and the world around them. She pushed when she needed to and proceeded to feel the blood ooze from her womb. As soon as the first one came forth, she began to clean it and help it reach her stomach. A new legend was born, one that would make her proud. Talk like this

There was no mistaking that voice, it was time! Freya had been lurking beyond the pack lines for the past few weeks, building up a store and waiting, she was no fighter but maybe if she proved herself in a non-combat environment she could make her way into her mother?s pack. Now was a good as time as ever, and the golden girl quickly gathered up her small store and padded towards the pack borders. Settling her bundle down at her paws Freya threw her head back calling for an alpha, anyone who could grant her access to her mother. The golden girl bounced from to paw anxiously as she waited. .

Coral pools would rest on the mother to be. Pain riddled her body, instincts taking over as she began to push. In no time at all, a pup would emerge, and immediately be taken care of. A howl would echo in her ears. A growl would pull her to her feet as she slipped from the den. It didnt take long to reach the border where a tiny golden she-wolf stood. Hard coral gaze would sweep over her, taking not of the bundle of herbs at her feet. Without hestitation, she would bark a command to the girl, beckoning her forth. "Come, perhaps you can be useful." There was something oddly familiar about her golden pelt and bright green eyes. Perhaps this was a child of Maija too. She would find out soon enough. Trotting back towards the den, she would slip inside, making enough room for the tiny healer to enter as well. She would watch with the eye of a hawk, ensuring that the girl didnt try to harm her Official or the newborn. Standing, the silver queen loomed over both woman, her presence taking up most of the den as she stood by silently. HER WORDS HERE HIS WORDS HERE