Every Fire is a Lesson Learned

*Tahlia* · 08-31-2013, 06:53 PM

Walk | Talk | Think

He spared her only a look as he moved a little closer to her position at the den's entrance, though in it she could see the odd mixture of worry and elation coupled with exhaustion and helplessness. She had always supposed the birthing process to be the most trying on the mother, all things considered, but never before had she been witness to a birth nor the effects that it had on the father. Her darkened gold eyes were drawn to him as much as they were the straining mother and her nursing pups, noting how attentive and careful he was about staying out of the way and yet seeming as if he wished to greet each of the small bundles as they arrived. It was impossible to tell just how many had been birthed, at least from where she stood, but as the white wolf Alena shifted she supposed the process to be over. A nod was given by the mother, and in return Tahlia mimicked the gesture, hoping it was meant at least in a show of tolerance if anything. The last thing she wished to do was upset her so soon after giving birth.

But all thoughts, all worries, vanished as Bane at last turned and came toward her, eliciting a quick tail wag and a brightening of the eyes from the she-wolf. Eagerly she stepped into his embrace, eyes closing as she pressed her muzzle against his shoulder before drawing back and meeting his serious, assuring gaze as he promised that he was still hers. Was it possible for him to read her mind? Guiltily she smiled, grateful to hear the words from his own lips again and see within his expression the truth behind the statement. He meant it, and was proving it even now. She could ask for nothing more than that.

Another quick glance was given toward the sleeping mother and her newborn children before her mate suggested they let the she-wolf rest, to which Tahlia nodded agreeably. She had seen somewhat the struggle Alena had gone through and thought with certainty that she must have been exhausted. Letting Bane choose which way they would go away from the den, she stayed close, waiting until they were away from the entrance to speak to him again. "I suppose congratulations are in order," she stated, once again feeling the slight sting of jealousy that she had not been the one to give Bane children - at least not yet - though she made herself ask, "How many?"

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