know this life [birth]

*Sparhawk* · 02-14-2021, 09:11 AM

Sparhawk was on high alert these days. Every single day it seemed like Poem came closer to giving birth. He was almost worried that she would pop, she'd become so round. The man loved it though. He loved seeing his wife swelled with their children and he couldn't wait to welcome them into the world. He'd been doing his research too. Sparhawk had taken advantage of Rhythms years and experience. He'd picked the old woman's brain in his charming manner and had filed everything away. He felt more prepared and more at ease after talking to Poem's grandmother.

When the soft voice of his wife met his sleeping ears, Sparhawk was instantly awake. Lifting his head, he visually inspected his lovely woman. He placed a gentle paw on her side. Is time? In his anxious state, all semblance of the hard work he'd been doing to improve his language dropped away. Breathe. Deep breath. Who you want me to call? They'd discussed, but he wasn't sure if Poem had changed her mind or not.

The man was anxious and excited and nervous and terrified, but all he showed in his deep red gaze was love. Peeling himself gently from Poem's side, Sparhawk stoked the lazy fire, feeding it more wood so that they might have warmth and light. He made sure that the furs were ready so that they could receive and clean each pup. There was plenty of water. All they needed now was a healer or two.

Sparhawk -- Poem

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