never going through this bullshit again

*Zeitgeist* · 08-28-2022, 05:47 PM

Their trip to the Hallows was brief... very brief. While Sirius' argument that she would be safest in their allied castle, surrounded by top-tier medics and mostly importantly not where any ill-intentioned pirates might think they'd be, Zee lasted only days in the lofty guest room before she really, really missed home. Nesting was something she understood well enough, she had suffered through it in her first pregnancy and had been near ready to burst when the Armada had shifted territories for the first time. It had sucked then and it sucked again now, but somehow worse as she was on literally another continent from her home and her family and her wolves. She had expected an argument from her warlord when she insisted they return home now, though to her pleasant surprise Sirius had apparently learned to not argue with an expecting mother. They packed up at speed and headed back north, Zee insistently rushing her husband from her cushion as he hurried the cart back toward the mountain.

The familiar squeezing down low had started as the woods came into view, and Zee kept her mouth closed shut and breathed through the pain as Sirius continued over the border and towards their home. It would not do to stress him and risk him stopping here and insisting she give birth underneath Mortis' tree house. The moment the cart reached past the obelisk Zee slid out from the back, tensed and panting as she made her way up the stone stairs into the den they shared. "Out." She breathed toward Azure, hobbling past where he lay in the common area through toward the bedroom they shared. Heavy thudding out the front entrance way told her that the acting warlord had obeyed, and with a gesture of her head she encouraged Sirius onward with her. "Good timing."

Settling down upon the plush furs and reclining on her hip, Zee did her best to find a position of comfort through the pain. Labour was progressing much faster with this third litter than it had the other two. Sirius called for Halo, though the puppies were already beginning to come. Leaning her head back into her husband's fur, she buried her face in his fluff and breathed in his scent. Continuing to push until eventually, seven small and wriggling bodies were pressed up against her belly.

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never going through this bullshit again

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Zeitgeist