MAKE A WISH UPON A STAR

*Raisa* · 03-28-2014, 07:10 AM

OOC: Release the hounds! Go forth, Raisa pups!

It may have been five wolves, it may have been fifty, but Raisa paid no more than one any mind. She rushed to Virgil's side and laid beside her, burying her nose in the woman's mane. The cacophony of noise and voices around her was no more than white noise, a faint ringing in her ears. Her vision had tunneled until nothing more than a single point of love and fear and longing existed in her field of view. The golden goddess let her name loose into the air and the queen's senses stood on point. Anything the woman needed, anything, and it would be hers. "I wanted them to know you," she said. Raisa felt weakness spread through her limbs and chest, softening her with strange emotions she could not easily name. To know Virgil's children... To know her love's children... Yes, yes, what a marvelous thing that would be. "I'm here for you Virgil, I'm right here." In an instant a flash of color played behind her eyes, showing her own grey and white and auburn children frolicking with the golden younglings not long for Virgil's womb. It seemed so nice, so tranquil...

A lancing pain shot through her abdomen, consuming and greedy. Raisa tried to stand from the shock of it, to get away from the villian that was tearing at her, but upon her attempt her legs simply buckled. With a groan she rolled over onto her side, and began to pant. No, she thought. No, no, not now! Everyone was here for Virgil, it was Virgil who needed the attention, the help! Raisa pleaded with the gods to stay her children from their emergence, to refrain! But it seemed that her prayers went unanswered. The heaving of her gut only intensified, and she whimpered with the onslaught. She had never felt anything half so horrible as this, and she regretted instantly the coupling that had brought these pups to fruit. With a particularly sharp pain the sooty queen cried out, her agony intense and inescapable. Her head began to swim with it, and it was all she could do not to sink.

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