The Wind Keeps Pushing Me
11-04-2015, 11:17 PM
This was all happening so quickly. Mithras wasn't quite sure how to comfort Faria... He'd seen shewolves give birth before back in their homeland but he'd never been a part of it! He'd never been the father!! He gave her comforting licks when he thought she could use them, little good that it did, but before long he was distracted by the arrival of a male. Faria seemed happy to see him which was for the best, because for one instant Mithras was filled with a protective rage. Once he processed her friend's wagging tail though... Well. He didn't quite know what to make of it. He vaguely remembered her telling him that she couldn't come south until she wrapped up some unfinished business with a friend, but he had no way of knowing if this was that same guy. Well, he'd deal with that later. If Faria didn't mind, neither did he. He let out a surprised yelp when Faria's teeth buried themselves in his forearm. He didn't pull away (he knew better than that) but it didn't stop him from letting out a small string of curses. If she didn't look like she was in some serious pain he might have been miffed but honestly? He wouldn't trade places with her now if given the option. Well... he pondered, giving it some thought. I wish she wasn't suffering at least. Then, all at once, their first child was born. She came forth into the world with a dark coat. At first Mithras was perplexed. How had they made a pup with such a dark coat? He didn't exactly know the specifics of how it all worked, but he knew that his other siblings had all looked pretty similar to him. He didn't know much about Faria's extended family of course but- he shrugged. Perhaps the little one's color would come in with age. He could already see a lighter patch on her neck. He propped himself up, and arched his much larger form over Faria to grasp the little one by her scruff, putting her closer to Faria's belly so that she could nurse perhaps, or so that Faria could get to her if she wanted. It was not long after that another pup came forth. This one was a dark blue, and splotched with a lighter cerulean. Mithras gasped, realizing at once that she looked almost exactly like Faria herself. Her friend had her own little mini-me. Gently, Mithras moved to grasp that one as well but she began squirming and crawling her own way, nosing along Faria's body until she found her midsection and then began to nurse. Mithras resisted the urge to lift a brow. Was this normal? Was any of this normal?! He looked up at the strange wolf to see if he had any impact. He wanted to ask for advice, but- Well, he didn't exactly know the nature of their relationship and was more than a bit concerned with doing or saying something awkward. Instead he looked back to Faria and asked, "Are you doing alright? Do you need anything?" After all, she was his first priority now, and the rest of the world could wait. In the meantime he eyed their children with a mixture of fear and awe. The world really was an amazing place. "Talk" "You" Think |