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*Azalea* · 06-28-2014, 06:18 AM

It was early morning. Azalea had been back for a solid twenty four two hours from her trip north that ended up with a visit with Roman rather than Liberty. She could feel her discomfort, feel what was beginning.

As the sun's rays stretched over the horizon Azalea paced outside the den. It was a large den, plenty of room for multiple wolves, a lot better than her last but still not a place she preferred to sleep regularly. Her breath was heavy, tongue lulled out. Contractions wracked her body in parted intervals.

As the contractions grew near, growing on top of each other, Azalea barked in alarm. She was pretty sure this pain was much greater than last time. of course, she also knew how it all worked this time and didn't need to be walked through what to do.

She had gone down into the den and stretched out on her side, legs flailing now and then in an attempt to find her a more comfortable position. She needed Sarak and hell, right now she wouldn't mind Erani either. The Adravendi whimpered, waiting in agony for her body to tell her to start pushing.

Her coat was a mess, marked with dirt and other debris. Her body screamed for release and the little terrorists inside her were not kicking about, likely working into position to be ejected from the relative safety of her body and out into the world.

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