Gradually things had been getting rather cramped for the unborn pups. They had all grown and were reaching that point that they were ready to face the world outside of their mother?s womb not that it was a fact they particularly knew.
All this pup knew was that something wasn?t right. The little space they had kept closing in on them. The pup fought against it, not wishing to be pushed out from what he had come to know as his home, his world. He hadn?t been in the right position in the first place, and currently blocking the exit, it meant that for now not one of them would be anywhere.
The contractions continued all the same, the boy completely unaware of how much danger his awkward positioning was putting his mother, himself and his siblings in. On the outside, frantic wolves did what they could, and as further pressure squashed his world, the pup found himself finally shifting into a better position.
At last the pup would be born though his delay meant that the others were quickly following after him, his mother consumed with pain had no time to attend to him. He wasn?t quite out of the woods just yet, though the sac was finally torn free from his body and he found himself taking his first breath of air.
There was far more space here, that much he realised rather swiftly, his little legs stretching slightly, crawling across the ground and he was guided towards his mother. Now the child tried to settle at her side, blindly nudging against her stomach as he searched for a teat and began to feed, rather content now that he was free from the contractions and completely oblivious to how close he could have come to never being born.
It'd been quite the relief when Symphony's three children had eventually all been born healthy and Novel had been right too; they were very cute. The names had been bestowed upon them, and calm and joy had certainly found its place in the air for a short amount of time. The sudden return of Elohim had suddenly returned to Novel and informed them of Song's birth. She'd bid goodbye to her sister for now, she probably needed her rest anyway and time to spend alone with her new family and then had swiftly set off with Novel.
They soon found themselves at Song's den, joining a what was becoming quite the little gathering. Not all of the wolves were ones she was familiar with however, the scent suggesting that of another pack, though who Novella couldn't say. With Cherokee present as well and no threatening behaviour from anyone else present Novella figured it was safe, and her mind switched entirely to Song and her new children. Novel was quick to ask Dhiren for news, and with her mis matched eyes now focussed upon her nephew, Novella would wait as well, hoping everything was ok here too.
Everything had changed so suddenly, and the smallest child of the litter did not like it. Everything she had become familiar with seemed to twist and writhe, and suddenly warmth and comfort gave way to cold, bitter air. A cry would leave the tiny girl's lips as she came into the world. But even here, she felt the familiar touch and warmth of creatures she had grown to know somehow, even without seeing. Another whimper would escape her throat as she gasped for air, searching for a comfortable space to retreat to. The fur of her mother's belly seemed so familiar, and she grew quickly at ease amongst her siblings. Instinct would kick in as she began to nurse, filling her tiny belly with warmth and calm before she drifted to sleep.