Narsha

OOC. Please let Roams reply with Eris before anyone else replies. Thankies. She had never known that pregnancy could be such a pain, but even her discomfort over the last couple months she had been looking forwards to this day, eager to have the king?s spawn expelled from her body. Now more than ever she wished to go back to being just pregnant. Nothing could have prepared her for the pain. She gave another whimper as a contraction wracked through her frame, paws twitching meekly. The musty smell of her den wafted around her nose as she fought the urge to bury it in the ground. Her breathing was coming quickly, almost frantic. The contractions themselves were constant, never growing longer or closer together. It was a chore, to force herself to her paws and stumble weakly towards the den entrance. Leaving the hollowed out trunk of her tree and plodding her way out from underground, the entrance was only a short distance from the tree she had claimed but it felt like a life time. Her body was screaming at her to rest, to close her eyes and allow the world to drop away. She needn?t be awake for this. But instinct told her otherwise. Finally she pushed her shoulders out of the den. Panting heavily she stood half in half out for a moment. Then with as much force as she could muster she let loose a wavering call. Her task done she eagerly returned to the confines of her den. She wasn?t all the way in when the false labor she had been experiencing gave way to the full blown thing. Letting loose a cry of pain she struggled to remain upright, forcing herself to slowly lower onto her side. She could only hope her call had reached those that needed to hear, a healer, any one and Isardis. He ought to be here, she figured through the pain, after all he had been the one who had done this to her.

The first litter of pups that she had helped into the pack, were that of her friend, Argent's. She knew Isardis had a couple other she-wolves aside from herself, in the past season or so, and knew that even with her pregnancy nearing it's end, she'd be delivering other she-wolves pups before dealing with her own delivery. She had prepared herbs, several bundles for the wolves who would be delivering, and had stayed close to her den, in the last stretch of her time. A howl broke into the air, calling her, she had a job to do. Grabbing a bundle of herbs, she moved as quickly as her pregnant form would allow, cursing her pregnancy every step of the way. She moved towards the source of the sound rapidly, the scent of the she-wolf she hadn't met yet, heavy in the air. She paused outside a small opening in the earth, nosing around the opening, before placing her bundle of herbs, on the ground and speaking. "You called, dear one?" Her voice was soft and soothing, as she knew it was a very stressful and trying time for any she-wolf, as she had already experienced the trails of childbirth. It was late fall, and that would mean the coming winter would be hard on all the nursing mothers and she'd have to step up her game making sure, that there would be plenty of herbs for the moms, to keep their strength up. On top of that manage her own children, oh the joys of child-birthing. speech here

Narsha

It felt like a life time before anyone answered her call. The only measure of time she had was the contractions. Those were very unreliable as they were steadily growing longer and closer together. She had been using the gap between the contractions to breath, because god knew she wasn?t doing much breathing once they started up. This coupled with the realization that the gap was shrinking was enough to make the vixen begin to panic. The woman began whimpering feebly begging for anyone to hear her. It was only with the shifting of the light coming in from her den that she realized someone had arrived. A voice she did not recognize floated towards her, soothing tone helping her to calm some, the whimpers dying off. "Yes." was all she managed before her body shook again with a contraction. The poignant scent of herbs hit her and a wave of relief washed over her. Narsha did not know the healer of Glaciem but depending on how the endeavour ended she might just have to get to know the woman. At this point Narsha would gladly befriend anyone who helped her through this, even Renesme, her current nemesis.

Isardis Armada

By the time he had yielded to the distress call of his brood, it seemed Eris was already upon the scene; and it quickly became evident that the birth of his next spawn were well and truly on the way. Although he couldn?t see the russet woman, the sauntering albino was well aware of her placement beneath the ground, the stench of hormones nauseating within the air that loitered the den site. He would come to place his haunches a short way from Eris, whose placement by the entrance prevented any real view of the events that occurred inside. ?Soon, you will be the proud dam of our Kingdoms future, Narsha; allow it to fuel you as it should,? a strange line of encouragement perhaps, but for Isardis it was one of considerably decent effort. He would wait, a cunning smirk tweaking his lips as he so eagerly awaited the sound of crying whelps, extended tail flicking about his coiled haunches.

This is the grace that only we can bestow.

original code by kia

Her arrival at the den, had been tempered with her soft words to the woman inside, a reply from her patient was all the invitation she needed, and as she was about to squeeze inside the den, she scented the arrival of their king, and the father of yet another brood. Giving him a passing glance, and with it a light coy smile, she learned the name of her patient, Narsha. That would be useful, as she dealt with her. Pushing into the den, she cast a glance over her shoulder, and spoke to her king, "Coming?" She had learned from Argent's birth that not all females had the revulsion of the father of their children witnessing their birth, whatever, for her personally, he wouldn't be around if she could help it. Squirming into the earth, she followed her nose mostly, to the other woman and spoke, "Narsha, I'm Eris, I don't think we've had the pleasure of meeting." She spoke briefly, before placing her herb bundle on the ground, nosing it apart and pushing some herbs towards the mouth of the other dame. "Eat these. The vervain will help with the pain, and the small leaves in the mixture will give you strength. I wish I could tell you this would be easy, but as our king says, you're giving birth to our kingdom's future, and I'll be here throughout, dear." Nearly accidentally, she had stumbled upon a place where red raspberries grew and remembered the berries from, her time with Ezra, they helped give strength to the mothers while in labor, or to a wolf trying to heal from a serious injury. The find was ingenious and amazing. In her own belly, she could feel her pups squirm, and she carefully wrapper her tail around her where she crouched, comforted by their presence. Speech...

Narsha

It was difficult to focus on much of anything but when the sweet scent of her king brushed against her nose she forced herself to focus on him. The bastard! Then he spoke honey sweet lyrics that somehow tasted bitter to the female, but she forced a smile. Better to play the elated mother than the vengeful bitch right now. No words would leave Narsha though, she could neither think of any nor did she think she could manage anything very eloquent in her current state. Amber orbs lifted as Eris pushing into the den, a wave of relief washing over her, just as more contractions did. She watched, a real smile upon her face now as the other woman pushed towards her. She almost laughed as the woman introduced herself. ?Pleasure.? she managed with a little chuckle. Her attention was drawn to the herbs she dropped to the ground. The healer instructed her to eat them and she didn?t need to be told twice. The vixen dipped her head and lapped up the herbs quickly. That was when everything got worse, the herbs hadn?t quite started to take affect when the first pup started pushing its way into the world. A whine escaped her lips as she tossed her head back, the small life form tear its way out of her. Then it was over, a sort of fuzziness came over her and she slowly lowered her head to look at the child. He was a gorgeous mix of herself and his father, white with brown and black markings. Instinct drove her to lean towards him and lick at him, cleaning him of any residue. ?Rincavornon,? She muttered into him, giving him his name, ?Rincavornon Armada.?

The warmth the boy had grown accustomed to seemed to shift. He wasn't sure what was happening, wasn't sure what he was doing here, but all would be laid out for him in due time. He would squirm, feeling his sibling beside him move as well and suddenly his entire world would begin to change. He could feel the vibrations of something not within his dark warm cave, and he squirmed trying to move away from it. Before he knew it, he felt something tighten around him, causing him to move forward until suddenly he was pushed out into a brighter world, unknown forces touching his face as he finally experienced air. He would fall to the ground, making contact with the earth. He would remain silent though, his maw never opening to make a sound as a warm thing touched him, warming him and removing the gunk that held him in. He shivered slightly, his small body wobbling to find the heat source that was so close. Blind, deaf, and silent he would slowly move his head around as his limbs didn't seem to want to respond. He was like a sack of potatoes, immoblie and...somewhat lifeless. As soon has he felt the warmth of his mother's fur, he would nestle into it as deep as he could and seek out the source and scent of milk that called him forth. He would latch onto his mother, ignoring everything else except the warm milk that flowed into his mouth and the hunger that seemed to grip his insides. So this was life. He was finally free to wreak havoc upon the lands that spawned him.

the labor that the female had undergone, was quick by labor standpoints, eris had watched as the lady took her herbs, and moments after, the first pup was born into the world. waiting for the mother to become acquainted to the young pup, she moved in to inspect it, and nodded in satisfaction. "a healthy, son, Narsha."she murmured before raising her voice, tossing her jaws over her shoulder towards Isardis. "You have a healthy son, my liege." She spoke, her voice almost whimsical. Looking at the female, the healer, knew she wasn't done, and settled back to wait for the next pup to be delivered into the world. "have the herbs taken effect, narsha?" she asked, her tone light, sympathetic to the she-wolf. Speech...

Narsha

The woman had been lucky in the speed of her first delivery, though the pain had been there. She gazed down in awe at the little bundle as it nosed its way towards her, Eris fussing over it. Her eyes were wide, almost unsure what she was supposed to do and yet? She knew she loved him. Not the way she imagined she would, yes she was proud of him, proud of herself for doing her duty and bringing a healthy pup into the world but more than that, she wanted to cradle him, to shield him from the world. Narsha wanted to devote her life to keeping him safe. Her thoughts were interrupted by the healer calling back towards the monarch. She could care less if Isardis wanted to see her son, but she knew he had every right too. The contractions began again, weaker than before and dulled by the herbs but there. She winced slightly and nodded in answer to Eris? question. This was a good thing because as it would turn out the second child would be less eager to be expelled. She grit her teeth, dulled as the pain was it was still not a pleasant experience. Her breathing would become shallow, eyes screwing shut as she pushed. If the pup moved at all it didn?t go too far. It seemed to take what felt like hours on end, though it wasn?t nearly that long. Her body shaking by the time the pup was finally birthed. Narsha wanted to close her eyes and sleep, wanted to give into the darkness that threatened to over come her. Still she knew she had to look after her child first. Leaning towards the unmoving figure she lashed her tongue along it?s body, cleaning it of the debris of birth. A small whine escaping her as the child didn?t seem to respond. She pushed her nose to it?s body, willing it to live. The tiniest of whines would finally escape the boy and Narsha let out a sigh of relief. Then she would see him as if for the first time, black pelt like midnight; no marks upon his ebony coat. She nudged him closed to her stomach, leaning back and giving him his name. ?Kyung, Kyung Hyo Armada.? The woman would look to Eris now, fighting to keep her eyes open.

The world was dark, wet and warm, just as it had been for the last two months or so. He could feel his brother beside him, feel the widening of the womb as they grew and had learnt his mother?s voice. Still he felt a though change was coming, his dark, wet, haven becoming crowded as he and his brother grew, jolting each other as they moved limbs flailing as muscles developed. There was no perception of time here, just the beating of their mother?s heart pumping blood straight to their own. This instant however would bring with it a change, the walls of their home convulsing. Pushing against them before retracting just as suddenly.

Then as if only within the next heart beat his brother was being pushed away, he could feel the space his brother has occupied. Then it was his turn, the walls of his home pushing down upon him, sliding him inch by inch towards the unknown.

The outside world would hit him like a wall, cool air would blanket him. A warm tongue ran along him and he got his first lung full of the cool air, shocked, motionless for a moment. A wet nose pushed into his side, giving him some heat. He would find his voice then, a weak little whimper escaping him. Then he was being nudged forwards, tiny jaws gaping as he searched for food. His mouth closing upon his mother?s teat and suckling her sweet milk till his tiny belly was completely full. Then he would snuggle up to her belly sleeping taking him. It had been a busy day.

Isardis Armada

As the helpless lives of his future came to sprawl the earth in fits of squirming, Isardis would step forwards to peer down into the den; eager to catch a glimpse of the offspring she had produced. One seemed to resemble herself, and the other was no more or less a velveteen ebony. His skull cocked in minor curiosity, the first black child, and who would have expected it to come from the russet woman? He was unfazed however, and in fact somewhat impressed by the perfection and lack of markings the small child attained. A growing sense of adore would swarm beneath his chest, ?Congratulations,? seamless baritones would coo towards the new mother before his attentions would lightly shift towards Eris, ?What are the sexes??

This is the grace that only we can bestow.

original code by kia

The second pup would be forced into the world, and the healer would watch as the mother greeted her son, a smile on her jaws. Leaning forward, her muzzle running along her flank, she spoke, leaning back. "That's the last one, Narsha. Congratulations." Her voice was soft, and her ears flattened back catching the congratulations their king and the father offered. "You need to rest, but you'll feel better tomorrow. I'll stop back by to bring you more herbs, but for now, I'll let you bond with your children, unless you need anything from me?" This birth had been easy in comparison to some of the bloody messes that she witnessed. Backing out of the den, she came to rest beside the pallid king, before speaking. "You have two sons for your kingdom, Isardis. Healthy sons, go on and meet them." Her tones would be light, as she moved out of the way allowing access for her king into the den. She would wait for a few moments outside the den, to see if the new mother would require her further, before she would take her leave. Speech,