welcome to existence
08-17-2013, 11:48 AM
Cut me loose
My parachute won't let me fall Don't be afraid of a chance for a miracle
Orica did what she could to help - drying the babies off, making sure they were breathing, helping any that struggled to get to their shared mother's milk, but the truth was, everything went totally smoothly. It couldn't have gone better! As a healer, of course Orica wished that she couldn't had more for her and Mercianne to help with, but that was cast far aside by the thankfulness that the experience was an unhampered one for her mother. And there was something else too. She'd learned a bit about the terrible things that could go wrong - it was nice to see that, yes, most of the time everything went well. Wolves had been giving birth since the dawn of time, it hurt and it was scary for a first timer, but it was natural for their bodies. One day perhaps Orica herself would be a mother. She'd never really given the idea much thought. That is, she was a girl and all, so she always knew she could be a mother one day. But now - seeing these little bundles of fur appear as if by a miracle to root around and start tasting the air - it was incredible! Who wouldn't want to bring more lives in the world? Orica felt all warm and happy inside as she flopped back on her haunches and watched. Mercianne spoke, but the little girl kept quiet. Even when her father walked in, barely seeming to notice her at first, when greeted with the sight of his mate and his new pups. She blushed when she saw her parents kissing. She wasn't one of the kids that thought love was yucky, but she did think it was embarrassing. She was half tempted to crouch down and wrap her tail over her eyes. But soon enough she had to look over at them because her father was thanking her. Orica beamed happily, looking from Mercianne, to Ocena, to the pups, to Gargoyle. Their wonderful family had just gotten a little bit bigger. |