Lucretia was quick with her instructions, and told him her protocols as Belle struggled through another contracted. She furrowed her brows and grit her teeth, unable to hold in the pained moan that slipped from her dark lips. She was much too busy to notice Sirius’s reaction to the father of her children. She endured through the pain, and Archon was suddenly beside her. She whined softly, leaning into his massive frame as he spoke encouraging words and offered a sweet kiss as he told her his hopes. She knew her children would be much stronger than she was.
Deathbelle couldn’t answer the wolf who held her now as she panted for breath. It had been a long and painful contraction. Relieved it was over she leaned back against Archons neck and nuzzled into the fur as she willed herself to be as strong as he believed her to be. Much quicker than she expected though her body contracted again. Her pained whine shifted swiftly into an agonizing cry. "Luce," she cried, sure something was wrong as she looked up at the calm demeanor of her sister. Her rear legs were suddenly wet, and the moment of truth was finally upon them.
Instinct finally kicked in and as Belle leaned back against Archon’s strong frame the she wolf pushed for the first time as her body contracted once more. There was much more resistance than she expected but Bell pushed hard, and with much effort the first two pups were born near simultaneously. Two girls both of dark coats with white markings, very much like their mother. Belle cried out in pain and joy as they fled her body and she was able to relax for a moment more before the next were born. She knew she was far from finished yet.
"Speech"
Deathbelle wears a rosebud tiara that is not shown in her art.
