dreams do come true

By now Twig was rather round for her thin and small frame, evidence of the life bustling within her. She made it through to the end, her care and determination brought both her and Corvus to this moment. Worry and nerves were deep seated within her, but she had come this far the last little effort would be overcome as well. It was very early in the morning when she felt the changes in her body, the time had come to labor and deliver their young.

She didn’t quite open her purple gaze yet, she lay silently there in the den, snuggled up with husband and in the plush furs of their bed. Quite aware of the rolling of her belly as her body and the puppies began to shift position for birth. Twig groaned lightly and found herself involuntarily shifting as discomfort began to take over. She didn’t want to disturb Corvus too early, but more than anything she needed his love and support. So she moved again, this time wrapping her arms around his neck as she sought his strength and comfort.

"Autumn Twig Memoire"