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welcome to existence



Ocena


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08-20-2013, 07:21 AM




. . .

welcome to the planet, welcome to existence, everyone's here

It took Mercianne speaking to make Ocena realize that this was done. The pain was fading; there were no more pups that would try to escape her body. Thank the gods, Ocena thought to herself, ears twitching as she lifted her head wearily to gaze at the trio of pups. They were all gorgeous. At least one seemed to largely take after her, but the other two took after their father more, and they were all perfection, of course. Ocena managed a weary smile as she glanced at her daughter and Mercianne, her two healers and wolves that she trusted more than anything.

Her tail flicked against the earth as Ocena gathered her thoughts, "Thank you, Mercianne. I know this couldn't have come at a worse time for you, but thank you." Her voice held hints of her exhaustion, but the wolfess felt all of that fading away as sounds of another approach reached her ears. Gargoyle. Joy surged in Ocena's mind as her mate padded forward, making his appearance for the first time. The world seemed to fade away in that moment, leaving Ocena with just Gargoyle. It was just him and her and for the moment, that was all.

Conscious of her pups, she didn't leap to her feet, but instead lifted her head to stretch it towards him, pressing her muzzle against his as he approached, and then waiting for a long moment as he gazed at their children, seeming to be as much in awe of their perfection as she was. A smile crossed her features as she gazed adoringly at the male that she loved so. Her tail began to thump happily against the earth as he began to lick her, and she nuzzled his face lovingly, oblivious to their company for a long, joyous moment.

When he addressed their daughter and Mercianne, it brought Ocena back to the present with a shock. She turned, stretching carefully to nuzzle the pups adoringly. Ocena had no qualms about displaying her affection for Gargoyle, and hardly seemed to notice Orica's embarrassment. For the moment, she was content to make certain that her children were all right.

. . .


"Speech."