Love at First Sight [babies!]
08-04-2013, 08:53 PM
A familiar call reached Bronze's ears. Initially the sound was entirely foreign to him, and yet with a few moments of consideration he realized that it was a woman he had met merely weeks before -- Song. Immediately he felt concern for his mate's friend. Silent was so near to her due date... surely this woman was as well? Why wasn't she home, with her mate? A sigh escaped his lips, a rumble that echoed from his chest and slipped from his lips effortlessly. He couldn't judge her though, for her too was not with his mate -- but he was certainly near enough to find her within a pawful of minutes if she did happen to need him. Briefly stretching his limbs, he set off in Song's direction. He was surprised when the sky, which had been overcast, suddenly began to pour rain. His pace quickened considerably, ears perked attentively atop his skull. It was a surprise to him when the familiar form of Loccian came into view. If it wasn't for Song's sake, he would've considered avoiding the situation entirely -- he'd offered to be the healer's friend, but she seemed to reject his offer. All or nothing, he supposed. He heaved himself forward, approaching the duo. Surprise etched itself onto his features as he grasped what was happening. Song was giving birth, in the pouring rain, in the midst of a thunder storm. Already a tiny pup wriggled at her belly, and his eyes locked onto the boy. He was small, but very much alive, despite it all. Loccian had begun to tend to it, so Bronze kept his distance. He was not stupid enough to intrude on a woman giving birth. "Loccian, Song," he greeted them both, but his attention was fixated on Song. Without hesitation he lifted his own muzzle towards the skies, letting loose a fierce cry -- for his mate, for whoever else could help. Surely his cry was more audible than Song's pained voice. When his call ended, he slid back onto his haunches, waiting. Worry welled in his brown eyes as he watched, finding himself thinking about his own future children, hoping desperately that both Song and Silent would give birth with little trouble and no fatalities. |
