LET THE MOON SIGNAL DAWN

The whines of pain that reached his audits were impossible to mistake. It was Aurora. The children were coming. He raced forwards as fast as he could. He had to be there for her. They had sworn it when they married, in sickness and in health (If this is wrong dun blame me, I don't know the vows XD). He wasn't sure if pregnant counted as sickness... but he still had to be there for her. Another whine reached his audits and he winced. It hurt him to hear her in pain. He hadn't been far away, luckily. So he had heard her.


When he reached Aurora's old den he saw a single pup. It was beautiful, silver, ears and paws dipped in charcoal. Silvery optics like he mother. he suddenly saw his mother reflected in her, sadness overwhelmed him. Remembering the horrid way in which she had died. But they would have a better life than that, and he would let Nothing hurt them. There were clearly more to come. He stood near her. The den was not big enough for her to be stretched out and him to sit right beside her. He sat about a metre away."Hey, you're doing great Aurora love." A smile crossed his features. Another pup entered the world. A little brown thing with emerald eyes. He was ridiculously happy. He was a father. He trotted over to the entrance of the den and howled, summoning a healer. He entered the den once again, taking his place beside her once again.

But his wife's toil was not over yet. She writhed in pain. He didn't like watching her in this much pain. but it had to be done. He was thankful that he was not the one giving birth. Magnus looked out to the Mangrove to see if a healer was coming. But his head whipped back when he heard the heartbroken noise that came from his mouth. His heart crashed into his stomach. Cupped in her paws she held a tiny, grey figure. The baby hadn't even lived to see the world. A tear rolled down his face. His wife would take this personally. See it as her fault. But deep down he felt like it was his fault of sorts. He didn't know why. They smile faded from his face as his wife clung to the dead pup. She began to hum. "I am going to rest, please do not leave me..." He walked over to her. It was very tight, but he managed to get next to her. Sitting, he looked at the little girl that lay unmoving in it's mother arms. Tears sprung to his eyes and flowed down his cheeks. She was the princess that would never be crowned. He sat right beside his wife. A guard to their children, to her, and the baby that would never grow up.

OOC: Can I just say 473 words...

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