1, 2 ,3, This is How We Be

*Azalea* · 12-09-2013, 03:13 PM

A sweeping wind flooded down into the den, making the squirming pups throw fits as they tried to find sleep. Azalea lifted her head, looking out of the den to the blizzardy world beyond. merely days before she had given birth. It was crazy and the thought made her body trill with a rotten mix of good and bad emotions.

Vomiting was the first thing she remembered. Despite her body being two hearts less, she was still on the rounded side and it was something she was eager to work off. Nursing took getting used to but there was a feeling of content that she wouldn't quite shake. Getting through the first two days saw her with a new level of confidence. Isardis hadn't materialized to steal them away or to wreck her home. The pack was preparing a move to an island and the only reason she could fathom that they had waited so long was due to Azalea coming due.

She had requested to Erani and Chrysanthe that they keep visitors away. She needed her privacy. It was much of a relief to have gotten it for so long and she would have to ask them how they had managed to keep her family at bay. The blizzard outside, though, made her feel a bit stranded. Her pack mates, for the most part, bundled away to the hard of the pack while she had chosen to situate herself deeper into pack territory on a lonely hill covered in trees.

Licking her lips as the pups began to squirm once more, she stood up, their small bodies tumbling away, and turned to place herself between them and the drafts from outside. Using her nose she bumped them closer to her, back to her warmth and her salad bar of a belly which she would hardly stand to look at.

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