I hope you dance!

*Samara* · Updated 04/30/23:

Samara fixed the young woman, who was the first to arrive, with a grin. It was time, her body was alive with excitement and nervousness. Her children would be in the world soon enough, no longer an abstract concept attached to her existence. But she also wasn't naive to the things that could go wrong, but she couldn't allow herself to dwell on it too long if she let herself focus on the perils she'd start to spiral and then she'd be less than useless. Motif gave her a peck on the cheek and Samara accepted it happily, they were not as close as Samara had managed to become to Theory but she was happy to find Motif was at the very least friendly towards her. She had no doubt that the moments they'd spent together on the beach only a few weeks ago had helped to start breaking down those walls.

"Fine for now, water just broke. Contractions are pretty mild and far apart still." She said, wincing as a ripple of mild pain worked through her abdomen as if to prove her point. "Can't believe how impatient I feel for what's to come." She joked lightly, much as she wasn't exactly looking forward to the peak of her labour she also couldn't wait for the end result.

Next to arrive would be Rhyme. He offered her flowers and Samara grinned up at him. She took a moment to sniff them, closing her eyes and just accepting the calming affect they offered her, even if only for a moment. "Oh Rhyme, they're lovely." She said, reminded of the day they'd discovered her pregnancy. This time she was hoping to keep her breakfast down. He leaned into his kiss and nodded nervously as he offered her support.

Finally, Poem would arrive, not the last of the trio of girls they were waiting on but as Samara continued to pace, her pain growing stronger and closer together she knew that the pups would not wait for their missing older sister. Once they were in the world and nestled away there would be time enough for the girls to see them. Samara stopped midstep, a paw raised above the ground as she grimaced, her body visibly shaking from the pain. "Alright." She said, nodding towards her mate and Motif, this time she didn't continue her pacing, instead heading towards the den and quickly shuffling inside to settle in her nest.

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