Little Trouble Makers (birthing thread)

N/A · 09-19-2014, 03:23 PM

Even as Nalyda rested Kar could not find himself at ease. He would lay there, sighing deeply, watching his two daughters and son as they nursed. They were precious, so truly so, but oh how the man worried for them. How he worried what they might think of him, if Nalyda would live to see them open their eyes. The scent of blood so close only made him worry all the more, and he would stay awake, his lime green gaze shifting between mate and children for the next couple of hours in a restless manner.

Lightning would crack outside, and Kar would lower his ears back. Now he worried for Yurella too. Was she alright? Had she come back safely from her hunt? His stomach felt sick, and Kar would glance outside. That was when he felt her. A little ball of fluff settling among the warm fur of his chest. He hadn't felt her crawl over his leg being as distracted as he was, but there she was. The runt of the litter, his little Mystic. Kar would give a soft sigh as he looked down at her. But the more he looked at his daughter, the more he couldn't help but manage a small smile. A gentle lick was placed upon her back before Kar adjusted how he was laying, setting his head on one leg so he could watch his newborn daughter from the corner of his eye.

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