Not the homecoming I wanted

*Motif* · 12-26-2021, 08:49 PM

The pain grew, and Motif's body began to shake from the strain of it all. It was all so much, too much. Her husband had died in the arms on their way home to introduce him to her family. Her babies inside of her needed to be born now and her body was weak and wounded. She could feel her vision dimming at the corners, and she had no idea how she held on. The strength of a mother, perhaps. The strength of Shaye, who had taught her never to give up.

Her little baby wasn’t brought to suckle yet, and she tried to get his attention. What was his name? Suddenly it was so much more important. rain.. Ran… Rian… Tyrian. Tyrian, that was it. “Tyrian, please, they need to suckle” she gasped out as another contraction hit her. The next pup was ready, whether she was or not. She had no choice but to dig her forepaws into the earth, groaning as her body pushed, and the next and final pup was born.

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Not the homecoming I wanted

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Motif