The Little Devils

Ylva paced back and forth, the pain of the pups beginning to arrive made her rather anxious and troublesome. She lied her body down, eyes closed tightly as her teeth clenched tightly from the pressure of her trying to push their little bodies out of her. The smell of her own blood filled her nostrils, causing her mouth to curl up and her nose to crinkle with displeasure. How he wished for Sin to be around, or perhaps even a healer. Due to being a first time mother, she was unsure as of what to do and how to do anything with birthing.

"Damn pups...Why do you have to be born when I'm not ready..." she spoke to herself in a pain-filled tone, whimpering and howling from the pain that continued to course throughout her form. Her mint green eyes shown pain and anger, however, she was rather disappointed in herself for not figuring out what to do once the pups were born as well.