This Little Bird

The days of Asla's pregnancy stretched on and on. It was easy, just like the last. She ran patrols up until the day of the birth, instinctually knowing that the time had come. She could feel the shift in her body, the altered position of the pups inside of her. That morning, she stayed home rather than going out. Still, not being one who just laid around and did nothing, Asla tidied up the den that she and Indigo shared. She spread oiled furs out so that she wouldn't ruin their sleeping furs. Laying upon said furs, the first pangs began to clench at the fawn woman's stomach. Asla winced, lips peeling back for a moment. She then nodded to Ashur and the snow leopard made his way quickly out of the den to fetch Indigo. He wouldn't be far and had only stepped out a moment ago.

Something gave way within her and the skin that Asla rested upon was suddenly quite damp. More pain lanced through her, this time more insistent. Her pups were coming and they were coming fast. The fae's purple gaze cut towards the door, watching for Indigo's arrival.

"Aslatiel Indarra"