Breakin' my heart BIRTHING THREAD

His heart stopped in his chest, refusing to beat as he eyed his poor sister, a new mother now. His form shook as he held back the tears, until Rhy spoke. "No!" He barked, startling even himself at the volume of it. Rushing forward he flinched at the smell, but pulled himself up beside his chocolate brown sister. "This is not your fault, don't you dare blame yourself. If it wasn't for you, that child wouldn't have made it either. And Motif, Motif might..." He paused, swallowing the bitter taste in his mouth. He couldn't even bring himself to say it. "You saved her life, Rhy. Never forget that." His last words were whispered, his nose pressing into her cheek as he nuzzled her softly. He turned his attention to Motif now, the sweet woman that had called out for him. "Its okay, we will take care of all of this, right Chord?" He asked, not missing the sight of his brother as he had stepped towards the den. A shuttering sigh left his maw, eyes casting on the still forms. He could see that they were distressing Motif, and they needed to go and bury them. The ground was frozen, but he was not leaving their little bodies out to be devoured. He would dig at the earth until it gave away, even if he lost all his nails.

Taking in a deep breath he dipped down, teeth closing over one of the pups scruff. The scent of birth and death mingled, making him almost gag as he carried the child out of the den. Golden eyes looked towards Chord, seeing if he too would help him with this. Rhythm was best to stay with Motif right now, and he would come back for the third pup anyways. Sighing and trying not to gag, he walked back into the bitter winter. Eyes cast around to the bank near the lake, the earth around there was frozen solid. Maybe towards the tree line would be best... and he needed to get this out of his mouth. Swallowing, he made his way towards the trees, not bother to check for Chord as the first tears fell.