Peace. She was surprised how easily the feeling had settled over the den after the birth of her two boys. They seemed so perfect she could hardly believe how they?d come into being. Of course, she didn?t think that she?d ever get the memory to leave her mind, though she wished desperately that the memory would be repressed the likelihood was small. The thoughts were still so vivid, but the frequency at which she relived those moments would diminish. Having support like Ara?s would help, as well as being occupied with taking care of two small pups. They were so quiet and docile. She hoped beyond hope that they would stay like this. The influence of their father would never touch them, she would be sure of that.
Her pale form would lay neatly within the den, her form obviously relaxed as Hymn and Psalm would quietly suckle at her side. Though she never had wished for them she was unsure what she would do without them now. Their perfection was stunning and the love she held for them was immeasurable. However wonderful they were however, she always felt exhausted. Like she?d never recuperate from the birth. They took an incredible amount of energy to raise and she was unsure how she would have gotten through without Ara?s help. Even with all of her family to help, sharing a den with the other she wolf was an imperative part of her own survival. Life wouldn?t have been so perfect without her.
A small smile would play on her features as she let the stillness of the moment wash over her. She?d found very few moments that allowed her to smile while she was pregnant, now she would savor everyone that came her way.
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