when the world splits open
04-29-2013, 04:23 AM
The call had been to champion. She knew that the wolf had once been a medic. She hadn?t forced the girl to be what she was but what she wanted. Instead fate had driven her master to come to her call. Violet eyes seemed to shine with longing as she watched Zara walk into her den. Her protective nature hadn?t stirred towards her master and she felt content to allow her to witness the birthing of her pups. However, if darker intentions were at play and she were to harm any of them. Then their ties would be forever altered and she would cast her master away and release her of her ball and chain. She had forgotten her master?s eyes. Her ears fell back with regret. If only she hadn?t been preoccupied with her battle with Sade. Then perhaps she could have saved her from eternal blindness. Yet, she had hope for her master. She could be the best of them all. Without relying on her eyes she could be a world-class assassin. She would build her back up as she had meant to and her children would love her. Her tail danced behind her as the pain arched her back and she allowed a gasp to pass her lips. She couldn?t help the movement of her tongue dancing across them with pleasure. Was it odd that eve this, the most painful experience of a females life, was blissful to her? ?Yes, the pain is, amazing.? She said with a pant. She was almost crushed. How could she repeat this feeling again? Would her previous ways of enjoying herself be tarnished? ?I am happy you came. I have missed you.? She whispered, her throat seemed to clamp up on her words. She wanted so badly to move to her but she was frozen where she stood. The contractions were growing and soon enough she would be birthing her children.?Will you lay with me?? she asked, she wanted desperately to feel her beside her. To nuzzle her face in her coat and to tell her she was sorry. Everything had been different. She was falling for kaios but had she always loved Zara too? Could one wolf love more then one? They would never share her. She would be in a power struggle and she knew it. Yet, she didn?t mind. As long as they were around she would love them both. She would protect them both. A wave slammed into her and she felt nausea consume her. Her ears fell back as she groaned. Nausea was not sexy, pain was sexy, and she felt as if the world would fall straight out of her mouth. The first to be born was a little fluffy ball of crushed velvet. She had inherited her mothers skin discoloration just about everywhere. She reached to remove the sack that had encased her child. The pup was already wiggling inside it gasping for birth. She broke it with ease and began to eat it and clean her little one. She was a big pup. Almost as big as she had been as a newborn. Her eyes and ears were closed but she was searching fiercely for her mother?s milk. So she was a fighter was she? The thought made her smile as she turned to see if Zara was coming to lay beside her. |
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