From the cradle to the grave...[birthing]

A weak smile had been given to him as she lay in her thrown-together den, relief of seeing his face gave her the strength she needed to bring his children into the world. When the job was done, she cleaned each one. Two of them seemed to be half of a whole and Vianni wondered if she had carried four pups at a certain point. These two seemed to have split the pup and wear half a skin each. The last appeared to be just like her father, and this saw her rewarded with his praise. She'd expected her mate to name his son, and he chose well, calling him Marek. On a whispering pant she spoke the names of the girls. "Dea Andromeda Asmodeus, the little girl who looks like the devil himself. And Zeivah Lynae Asmodeus for the half-twin." Her tone suggested this was one area that was hers alone to rule, and she curled her tail around herself and waited for her body to calm from its stress. "They are beautiful, Lucifer..come, lay by me, just for the night. I miss your warmth." Shifting to her side so that her children could fuss over their places, she revealed the large, Lucifer-sized space between the wall and her back. Watching him and praying he didn't simply move to stand guard outside, Vianni found herself warring with sleep. Soon, she couldn't keep her eyes open and drifted off.