One night to far

Pain rippled across her belly, forcing a growl from the woman's throat. She had been out and about, walking, hoping to shake off some of the discomfort, but it was no use. As the pain passed, her crown would tip back, a howl calling for her family. She was going to give birth today, whether or not she wanted to. Slow steps could carry the woman back to her den, pain forcing her stop every once in while. After what seemed like and eternity, the dark woman slide inside her den, flopping down on her side, jaws parted in a pant. Contractions tightened her belly, forcing gasps from between clenched jaws. This was awful. Just kill them and get it over with. Voices whispered threats in her ears, they all despised the fact that she was going to be mother. But she would push them aside as her body began to push, ready to expel the pups from her womb and bring them into the world.

They would not wait any longer. Contractions continued to assault her until her body told her to push. Her narrow frame would heave, audits pinning against her skull, voices screeching in distress. She would push and push, until a tiny pup was finally born. The new mother would hesitate before reach for the pup, licking him clean until she heard cries of protest. A faint smile curled her lips as she peered down at the newborn cuddled against her side. Contractions continued, rippling across her belly and soon she was pushing again. It seemed to last eternity, before a second child was born. She would repeat the process, licking him clean. She would nose both pups over, ignoring they squeals of protest, identifying them both as boys. She would smile, tucking them back against her belly, curling around them protectively. Exhaustion swept over her, her body demanding rest and sleep, but she knew she wouldn't be alone for long, already she would hear the distant steps of someone approaching.

"Speech"