It is Thyme

*Tana* · 01-21-2019, 11:42 AM

It seemed like forever to her, but Rhyme finally arrived. He was quick to curl up to her and try to offer her comfort. Yet any form of comfort would be hard to find until everything was over. The contractions were becoming closer together and more uncomfortable than the last.

He asked if they were coming and she answered as best she could with a nod. She had moved onto her side now and things were uncomfortable but this was the most comfortable position. She was in for a long day at this moment.

She felt one contraction start and she didn't hesitate. She started pushing. If she didn't do this now their children might die and she wasnt about to let that happen. It was almost like forever before the first was out.

She curled and grabbed the pup and began cleaning it, but something was wrong with it. It didn't stir. It was large though. It should be making noise by now. She had it cleaned and she could tell it was a male. Why wasnt he crying out? She tried harder, cleaning him more thoroughly. She was doing everything she could at the moment. Why was he not breathing?

Her mind didn't understand. "Rhyme, he's not breathing." there was distress and panic in her voice. He couldn't be dead, he just couldn't. He hadn't even had a chance to live.

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It is Thyme

Tana