lifeblood [birthing]
01-10-2014, 05:14 PM
It was a painful few moments, watching as his queen groaned with the breathlessness of pain, writhing and aching as she used every last inch of her being in an effort to deliver his spawn. He could see the energy fading from her eyes, glassy glaze heavy as emeralds would shudder with apparent agony. He watched as Eris would work, so grateful to have her, and in that moment he was almost convinced he would promote her; to show her worth through rank. But would she run away again? Could he trust her? Ruby gaze would hover atop her golden and charcoal form for a moment longer, before the whining and crying of a babe would send his skull to attention. Relieved, so relieved, as he watched the pale form of the perfect creature squirming at the nose of it?s mother. Here was greatness. But it was not yet over, ?The child is perfect, my adore; you are strong,? it was his way of encouraging her onwards. And she did it! Thank heavens she had birthed what seemed to be the last child, both considerably large. But she was exhausted, her skull pressing against the earth as the child rolled in an abundance of after-birth, he looked at her expectantly, concerned, but as she asked Eris the King understood why. A coral snout was sent ushering towards the struggling babe, entangled in his sac, and he would shove towards it?s small frame in an effort to help. But quite plainly, the instinct was not there. ?Eris, quickly,? it was a demand, but one light at heart, for he knew she would not allow the spawn to die. Slowly he would move to sit by Sendoa?s face, reaching towards her as low whines of appreciation would slide beneath his pipes, salmon tongue tracing the contours of her jowls. |