lifeblood [birthing]
01-09-2014, 06:02 AM
Never before had he seen his queen so fragile, writhing with the agony of greatness; and oh the pleasures she would bare in being the mother of the most divine, she should have been as proud as the King were himself. He was so eager, aching with every inch of his being to see them, to watch them breathe, and to pray at least a single child was born not only healthy, but vigorous, determined. But first they had to survive the trauma of such an uncouth bringing, and even though? Sendoa had to survive to nurse them. The thought was barely there, as the king was so aloof in regards to the success of women birthing; solely due to the fact none of his broods had had difficulties. Surely Sendoa, one of the strongest, most prestigious woman of his numbers, would not be an exception? She collapsed in the Den, and Isardis took a wary step backwards as she would cry out, ruby gaze eagerly sent for Eris as the albino seemed wide-eyed with fatherly misunderstanding, ?Eris, something is wrong!? it was a demand and no less. That?s what his Curer was there for, to make sure his spawn breathed and his adore remained. ?You will be fine, fine,? he wasn?t aware he had repeated the vocals, edgy with the nerves that rattled his throat, but trying so hard to support his queen, his mate. ooc; sorry guys, I lost this twice! Twice! Grrrr. <3 |