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Nature, Nurture, Heaven and Home

Birth



Aslatiel

Obscura
Champion

Master Hunter (245)

Master Fighter (245)

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age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
99
size
Small
build
Light
posts
1,054
player
Res

Samhain 2022Statue 1 Worship
06-09-2021, 06:42 PM


"Aslatiel Fatalis"

The exhausted woman slept and she slept hard. Her body had had enough trauma and it needed rest to heal. Thankfully the birth hadn't been difficult. She hadn't damaged anything or bled out. Luck was on her side. Good thing it was raining too. Any predators that may have been attracted by the scent of blood would all have sought out shelter from the storm.

Asla stayed curled around her children until morning when the sound of birds woke her. She immediately noticed the lack of light pouring through the doorway. Instead, her purple eyes met an equally purple body. "Indigo?" She spoke softly, reaching out one paw to gently pull her claws through the amaranthine pelt. What was he doing here? Her movement jostled one of the pups and it released a little whine. The other soon joined in and the pair of them voiced their displeasure. Now that they were awake, they were hungry again. Asla adjusted so that she could both feed and have her head close to where Indigo lay.

What would Indigo think of them? They weren't his. In fact, they both belonged to different fathers, both of whom were not him. Did he feel the same pull of sadness that she felt? Children would never happen for them. It wasn't in their future. If he could love her pups though and be a good uncle to them... then perhaps she would be content.

As Indigo stirred, Asla reached out and licked his cheek. She'd placed herself so very near the mouth of the hollow tree that they could touch freely while still keeping the pups inside, warm and dry. "How did you find me?" She was glad that he had been the one, but it was still a mystery to her. How, out of all the wolves of the world, had he been the one to find her in the middle of a thunderstorm? Fate, perhaps. The pull of their hearts had led him to her. Whatever the answer was, she was glad to have him here with her.

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