Dreamers Lullaby

*Surreal* · 10-04-2014, 04:03 PM

Surreal snoozed around her newborn brood, feeling peaceful. They suckled, making the sweetest noises. She hadn?t decided on names for every single one of them. Zuriel, her second-born and firstborn daughter, Falk had named. She was more contemplative about the other two. Being the first and last borns, they needed names that would be memorable. Names that they would wear with pride and pleasure. For now, she was happy to drift on the after birthing sleep that consumed tired mothers.

She loved them all, so much that she felt as though her heart would burst with maternal pride. They were her little gifts. Her angels. Her little dreams. A soft hum left her as her head lifted, eyes opening as she blinked away the sleep and turned her head automatically to nuzzle her brood. ?My little dreams.? She cooed softly, muzzle against her children. The memory was very, very faint, but she could remember vibrations against her when she was tiny and still blind and deaf. Even now, she guessed the comforting feelings were her mother doing this exact thing. They squirmed and snuggled closer, her red boy curling tight against her belly, one paw stretching stubbily out in front, before pulling in tight. He was most certainly a massive puppy, much larger than his sisters.

She could watch them for hours, she was sure. She would never tire of it. Her hunger would soon be sated, if Falk and Alsander were successful in hunting. Ashtoreth might be helping as well, so they were assured a kill. Animals would be stuffing themselves with single-minded intent for the winter months, filling the fat reserves for a long winter sleep, or to weather out the long months of cold and snow. She had a feeling the winter might be harsh, with the minor drought the land had endured. Whatever came, she would keep her little darlings safe and warm.

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