It is Thyme

*Rhythm* · 01-21-2019, 01:00 PM

Rhythm continued to over ‘see’ the birth, though Tana seemed to know what she was doing. The second was born swiftly, her strength obvious as she cried out almost as loudly as the first live boy. Rhythm was confident in the two of them surviving, but then the last one arrived. Rhythm felt the similar pang of worry as she withheld her first few cries. She remained silent though as Tana did what she needed, stimulating the girl’s tiny chest until she whimpered weakly. Rhythm couldn’t see her but she suspected she was much smaller than her siblings.

As the last was nuzzled to her belly Tana gave the final call to their firstborn. Rhythm felt a prick in her own heart, but she had gone through much loss in her life and knew they should focus on the living and not the dead. He hadn’t known pain and passed on into the void before he’d been born. She sighed softly, hearing the tears in her son’s voice as he mourned the tiny babe. She gently took the limp form from Rhyme.

"What will you name them?" She asked softly, trying to get the new parents to focus on their living children instead of the stillborn in her arms. She didn’t take him away yet though, hopefully a formal burial might help them to move on.

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