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08-12-2013, 01:45 PM
Pregnancy affected women in different ways -- she had seen it with her own eyes. Epiphron had been particularly irritable lately, quick to react negatively, particularly to Maverick. And yet her anger never lasted long, always crumbling into nonexistence almost as quickly as it appeared. She had always wondered what the actual act of having children would feel like, and truth be told ... she was looking forward to it all being over. Rather than feeling entirely hostile, she longed for her husband's presence quite badly. Rather quickly she heard the scuffling of paws outside their den, and he announced his arrival softly, not willing to disturb her without asking. Slowly the Queen shifted herself, gaze dancing over the den's entrance, happy to steal a glance at her handsome mate. Another gentle whimper escaped her lips -- she was not happy at showing weakness, but she knew that such a soft admission of her pain was not akin to defeat. She was entitled to this much complaint, surely, was she not? "Come," she demanded simply. Despite the rain that tainted her lyrics, her voice was full of the same kind of fire it normally had -- perhaps even more so. She appreciated his respectful distance, but this birth was as much his as it was hers, though she was the one bearing the pain. Another contraction rolled through, causing what felt like every muscle in her body to tense and her eyes to close as she grimaced silently. |
