My Precious Ones

Arietta would breathe in slowly, glad that Sin would allow the healer to be there if they needed her. Truly she hoped that they would not, and that she would be just fine on her own. Ears would twitch slightly, feeling another pang as the contractions grew more frequent. Blue gaze would shift to Squirrel, giving a small nod towards the slave. Though she was not particularly fond of the idea of a slave she could tell that the boy had a complex for such a thing. Moments later gaze would shift to Arian, giving a small nod.

"Everything feels normal... painful... but normal." The woman would say gently, feeling her body give. The first of the children would be pushed into the world moments later. Arietta would move, instantly to clean the child, feeling a sudden burst of pride. The little one was a male, but his coat looked a lot like hers. Tongue would run along the little body of her fourthborn child, eyes shining happily. She'd glance towards Sin, hoping for approval, when she felt a harsher pang in her body.

"Aa-ack!" She'd wince, giving a low whine. "Something... something's wrong..." The woman would whisper. It felt like she was bleeding too much. The pain had intensified too... Arietta would breath in slowly, glancing at Arian now. "Something's definitely wrong."