ardent

Fading World



Loccian

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12-16-2013, 02:30 PM

The sounds of heavy footsteps would bring a faint smile to her dark lips as Loccian lay there in her bed, hoping that it would be that of her mate coming to see her, comfort her during this time. Indeed it was, grey orbs would fall upon Gerhardt's form coming around into the stall's opening, her tail lightly thumping against the ground. He would speak up, asking if it has happened yet before looking to Silent. She would give a shake of her head, lifting the front half of her body, limbs holding her up while her back end remaining laying down. "Soon, they... should be here very soon." Voice was low, barely above a whisper.

An ear would perk up at another voice, a brow raising. It sounded familiar, a male that she had not properly met. The footsteps grew near, and within seconds she would see another form approach the stall opening, Themisto. She was surprised, confused as to why he as here. Loccian had talked to a few wolves at the meeting about a way to get their men back, but couldn't come up with a way since he seemed to win most the fights he got into. She was glad though that he managed to get here, she just hoped Bronze had come with him as well.

Carefully she would lower herself back down as the healer approached, wincing at another wave of pain sent through her body. He would comment on how he wasn't aware that she was pregnant, of course, he had been a prisoner the whole time... He would congratulate her, and was glad to meet them within the hour, his smile and tones calm her down a bit, but not by much.

"I... I'm not feeling too good Themisto." She would finally say, ears pinning back against her head, toes curling inward. Was her small size causing issues with the labor? She hoped it wasn't that. "It's hard to breathe... and... and my back and hindlegs feel strange..." Eyes would close, her steady breaths starting to slowly pick up once again. Suddenly she gasped, a groan quickly following, trembles running up her spine from the wave of pain. Her left foreleg would unfold from beneath her body and try to keep her steady as if her world was tilting, jaws clenched. Was this it?


"normal.
talk.
think.
you"

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