The woman was laying in her den, chosen once more on the S.S. Antiox. How this brought back memories of her first birthing, of her children with Sin. The older brood were not too thrilled with the fact that they were going to be siblings, but such was life. The female would lick her belly, sure that Sin would be here any minute to witness the birth of his children. She had called for him when the contractions first began. But now they were getting worse, and soon her new children would enter the world.
The woman would breathe in, a gasping noise as a particular sharp pain hit her. They were hard pangs... something that she knew she would eventually face again. The female would let out a soft whine, her blue eyes desperately searching for her mate. She wanted him here. She wanted him by her side. The female would shift her position, letting her back legs stretch out behind her. Soon, so very soon they would be here.