fleeting innocence

Iolaire moved forward, and Deathbelle felt Hannibal’s distance as the tension built and left him breathless. With her attention on Io and the movements her deft paws made at her belly she took a moment to try and bring him back to her. The Empress was warned of the potential discomfort and Belle leaned back against her mate. ”Hannibal,” she cried out his name as the healer shifted the pup manually to kickstart the process.

A tea was given to Hannibal as Io tried to soothe the soon to be parents, and all too soon she was returned to her side. It was time to push for real. Again, a contraction tensed Deathbelle’s body and this time when she pushed the first pup entered the world. His tiny body was a mixture of black and white, Belle could sense her father upon him.

Though this was a joyous moment as Deathbelle shifted to see to him a deep sense of darkness settled over the room. For now it would be ignored as he was freed from his birthing sac and allowed to cry at will. Belle sat back only as he was settled beside her. They weren’t done yet. ”Chimera.” She breathed, aiming to lean back against Hannibal again. ”Chimera Quill Klein.” Her voice was weak with exhaustion, but obvious love as well.

Again her body tensed and the process was started over, already she was tired from the exertion from the first. She hadn’t even been this tired after delivering the whole of her first litter. ”I’m so tired.” Belle whined softly to Iolaire as she pushed with the contraction. Thankfully the second was much more willing to appear, and even with her weak efforts the second whelp was born.