make me feel wanted [birthing thread]

ooc;; want Des there to name some so will wait till someone gives her a howl to let her in :)

The girls voice cut through the world of pain that was now all she could really fathom. They needed to drink. She couldn't help them but some small part of her mind recognized the girl was helping the pups. More and more came, like an endless wave of demon spawn. Possibly one more she said. One more... Ugh if there was one last one then it really didn't want to come out, already her paws were sweating and tongue was lolling out over her jaws in an attempt to expel some of the extra body heat that was building within her along with the contractions. And then it was over. She felt the last one slip out and heard its voice for the first time, ears pinning to her skull in anger and frustration. Never again. She would rather overdose and kill herself on herbs then go through this again. But she took a few more breath, trying to wipe the anger from her features. That was when she heard the howl, strong and clear. "Des? May she come in?" Vi asked, looking to Novel with a pleading gaze. She was close it sounded. She had come to see her like she had promised. That alone did better then any steadying breaths ever could. She smiled up at Kylar. "Des came..." She breathed a sigh of relief as she lifted her head and shuffled her forepaws under herself so she could prop up and look at this children. They were all in a line now, she no longer knew who had been born in what order, simply that the beautiful girl with black legs had been born first. Her dear Fiamette. A foreign smell intruded her nostrils and for the first time motherly instincts kicked in, forepaws pushed up so claws dug deeply into the soil. How long had he been there? A strange male and though her smelt of the pack she immediately shifted her body to cover her children, lips curling back into a snarl. "My brother Kylar and the one still waiting at the boarder is my love Desiree." She said, tones harsh as she slowly lowered herself back down, looking between the male and Novel cautiously, once again looking for direction from the young girl. Did she know him?

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