LET THE MOON SIGNAL DAWN
01-26-2014, 11:01 AM
She slept in the den she had made when she first joined Ludicael, since she had become too heavy with her children to make the trip from Monument Rapids and the storms had made the land treacherous. Rain was falling heavily as it could in the mangrove, and a flash of lightning streaking across the sky signalled the beginning of trauma. A roiling wave of pain rippled through her large frame, and she awoke with a gasp. Gritting her teeth, she took a deep breath and let her focus draw on the contractions themselves. Clearly she had been in labour a while, but it was just getting intense as she had awoken. Flattening her audits to her skull, she squeezed her silvery optics shut and let the waves roll over her. They were quite close together, and she was not overly fond of what followed. (Yeah that's right fools Loki reference) A half groan, half whine of pain set itself to escape through her clenched teeth as she began to pant uneasily. As her body forced her to start pushing, the force at which her body began to contract and shove the pup out brought a shriek from her lungs. Now she understood why her mother dreaded labour, her family was full of she wolves with small hips, making child birth agony. Soon, she could feel the first child nearing the end of it's journey. Digging the ebony talons of her forepaws into the soil beneath her, she clenched her muscles and let out a whine as she pushed. And then it was born, the first little one emerged wrapped in a sac of fluids and membrane. Instinct took over and she began to tear open the sack, licking the infant's face and belly once, twice, and then three times before it let out a small squeal. She was alive now. (Zlata is allowed to post after Magnus) As contractions began again, she was forced to haphazardly nudge the little creature to her bosom and start pushing again. Following the same process, she was soon forcing her next, larger pup from her womb and onto the fern laden bed beneath her. Nipping open the sac with her formidable incisors, she stimulated this little one to breathe. When a slow squeak emerged from his tiny maw, she pushed him to her warm belly and let out a deep breath. (Australis may post after Zlata) Apparently, this hell as not over. The alabaster giantess' sweat soaked frame continued to force more from her body. Whimpering with exhaustion, she clenched her jaw muscles and pushed. After so long, spending so much time trying to force her exhausted body to release her last child, it was born. Weary jaws would carefully remove the child from it's sac, but this tiny creature didn't look normal. Looking down at it, moonstone orbs would shed tears of pure heartache. This child had not even lived to be born, she had not provided enough for it when she had been growing it within her. The little pup looked just like Twilight, her baby sister who had died travelling. The little ashen babe looked like she was sleeping, but the ivory she wolf knew better. A small noise was created in the back of her throat, pure and soul crushing agony striking her heart. Scooping up the tiny creature hardly bigger than her paw, she held it in the crook of her arms and laid her cranium to the side, humming the lullaby her mother had always sang to her as a child. Heavy eyelids would flicker shut as she murmured something softly to her beloved. "I am going to rest, please do not leave me..." Came the lyrics, barely a whisper, as she floated into a dreamless sleep. |