Scrape Me Off The Ceiling [Abraxas Fam]

*Pyralis* · (This post was last modified: 05-22-2017, 07:05 PM by Pyralis.)

Night had barely brought relief to Pyralis as she panted and heaved in the cave she'd selected in the canyonn. It was in a sheer spot, tucked out of sight by one of the canyons weaving turns, nestled right in the canyon's signature bend. Her breathing was raspy and she growled and swore, particular at Ankaios but also at her stupid family and their stupid history and their stupid mission! There had to be better ways of raising an army than this! Each wave of pain grew thicker and sharper. It struck her again and again and again and she hated this!

The pain escalated rocketing through her spine crashing into her so hard she thought she was drowning until at last one of the pups slipped from her body. Panting she stared at the creature for a moment before moving it to her side and cleaning him off. Despite herself a grin spread across her face. He was a bit pup, quite large and she knew he'd grow to formidable size. He was built sturdy and strong. Ha! That'd show Amon. She gazed at the boys ashen coat, marked with brilliant bands of white. "I think…you shall be… Ashiel."

The second pup took longer. She fussed and fidgeted, growling violently as the waves of pain seemed to knot together again. Pyralis had fought many battles, been injured in many ways and nothing compared to this. If the ancient gods could have harnessed the pain of childbirth into a weapon they'd have brought the whole of mortaldom to its knees in no time at all. Maybe… maybe this was some kind of curse but she knew that was silly. Nothing was ever free in the world. The price for bringing life into the world would have a tremendous cost and it was agony.

"Amoooooon! Our father is a fucking moron! Bring him here immediately so I can knock him out with his own balls, tie him to some drift wood with his own dick and send him out to sea!" She was burning, it felt as if she was being consumed by fire, burning alive until finally the second pup, the final pup, was born. Pyralis blinked back sweat as she stared at the pup, unable to understand what she was looking at for a moment. Carefully she nudged the girl to her side and began to lick frantically, peeling off the gunk of birth to reveal a brilliant coat, like fire was woven into the fabric of the girls being. "You... I will call Asharya."

Hugging her children close she let her head fall, spent as she lay flat on her side panting. She was completely exhausted but not entirely out for the count. Her moxie came bubbling up in her throat as she called out. "Ok! Where's my treat? I made it through this…. without killing anyone! I could eat a whole bison by myself. Ahhh fuck… I'm tired."

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