Pain. The sudden and encompassing feeling of a most terrible pain. Guinevere would feel her eyes open yet there was still darkness before her as an agonizing scream would part her lips. She didn?t understand what was going on, only that she was in complete darkness and experiencing the most terrible pain of her life. Though barely 30 seconds would pass the girl felt as though an eternity would encompass her, she would writhe as consciousness returned. She?d feel herself trying to comprehend what was going on but the pain would distract her too much. As the convulsion would release her the relief would bring helpless whimpers from her lips. She?d struggle on the floor of the cave until the sound of foot steps were heard, she?d feel her hackles raise as again she?d struggle to find her feet. Disoriented and still very much unsure of herself she?d try to growl, but that seemed a failed attempt as well. ""

Ah, it seemed like their time was up. As he turned the corner from the sounds of the girl struggling, her attempt to growl at him let him know that his seductress was no more. The true Goldilocks had woken up, trying to figure out what was going on with her. "You're going to give birth. To our children." He said with a laugh, a sneer spreading on his black lips. Nosing the girls shoulders he attempted to help her stand, this crypt was no place for her to give birth to their children. He had no knowledge of herbs or how to even heal anyone. If anything went wrong, he would be helpless in the matter. Huffing, he tried to be a support for the woman in labor, his head turning to the exit. "Let's get you home, shall we?" He had been out scouting the lands before he had heard her call, learning that her old pack had split. He knew where to go, had followed the scent and the rumors. He would have no use for a woman feeding whelps, although he intended to steal any child that looked like him. He had other woman around and could easily find someone to nurse it. Chuckling again, he swatted Goldilocks with his tail, trying to get her to hurry up. He didn't want the whelps falling upon the earth in their travels. ""

Her eyes were adjusted to the darkness but in her disorientation she knew not what she was looking at. When the orange form would turn a corner she?d gasp her heart sinking as he moved closer. His words would only intensify the lost and helpless feeling, had the visions not been accompanied by the intense pain she would have very much wanted to believe she was dreaming. Maybe she was. She?d hear his evil laugh and feel the urgency in his touch, but still this couldn?t be reality. "No!" her voice was hoarse and whiney, "No, no, no, no, no, no..." Though she had little choice she would be erected, his voice once again echoing off the wall of the crypt. Her eyes were wide, but her mind was panicking. The word ?no? would repeat over and over in her head as she mindlessly followed the orange stranger. At least once before she saw daylight again another contraction would overtake her, another scream would burst from her as she was forced to her knees. Anguished cries would fill her ears as she crumbled beneath the pain. She wasn?t ready for this, surely it was a dream. She?d only been in the crypts for a night, how was this possible? Her recovery would be slow, but she?d allow Charaz to lift her once again and direct her the rest of the way into the light. The sun?s ray were harsh and unforgiving as her unused eyes were exposed yet again to the light of day. She?d have to rely on the brute next to her for a time, and then she?d see for herself that he did not lie. ""

Her crying out no was no use to her at all, the deed was already done and the children were about to see the light of day. He just grinned at her, no words passing through his lips and he helped her out of the dark cavern. His sense of urgency seemed to be picked up, which was swell. While Charaz knew what child birth was like, he had never seen it before and didn't know exactly how long it took. Thankfully they were not far from the lands that they needed to get to, so he urged the girl on. That was until she fell and let out a cry of pain, making Charaz growl at her. Nipping at her scruff he tried to rush her on, helping her to her paws once more and allowing the masked woman to lean against him. "Your boyfriend leads a pack now Goldilocks. Your old pack split and is two now, your boy leading the other. That is where we are going, so that he can witness my children coming forth from your womb." He whispered, his tail swishing behind him. He was quite pleased with himself, but then again when wasn't he? Turning away from the dark cave that had been their home for many months, he started to lead the way towards Sawtooth lands, nipping at Goldilocks heels to rush her along.

This would easily become the most horrendous of days. Her body was begging for her to stop, though she was forced to the ground it would take Charaz little effort in standing her back up. She?d feel his teeth in her flesh as the need to move would override the urge to stay. Pitiful whines would be released from her throat, though he?d bring about silence as he told her of Ludicael. At the mention of Dhiren she?d again feel that overwhelming pang of guilt. What had she done to him? How could she go back when she was about to give birth to this monster?s child. He wanted this, this orange beast would leave her at the edge of Dhiren?s territory just to mock them. He?d instilled his seed within her and now it was about to blossom. Would Dhiren even accept her back? He?d give her not time to think as he pushed her forward, her paws would carry her feebly, she would rely on the support of her keeper?s shoulder to remain on her feet. She?d whine, protesting in every way except stopping. This couldn?t be happening to her. How? How had she woken up pregnant and ready to give birth? This wasn?t right it couldn?t be! As the faint scent of Sawtooth would reach her nose another cry would emerge from her gritted teeth. Another contraction would have its way with her, forcing her to the ground. She?d feel her body preparing for this child?s birth as she curled into a fetal position. The pain was too much, it hurt too bad. How could she do this? ""

The scent of the pack was near, they were right on the bordered when the girl fell once more. Her cry sounded, and Charaz tipped his head back and called for an emergency. He didn't know who to call, so his song just sang out for anyone who could help this girl in birth. Dipping his head down he dragged his teeth over her ear, chuckling lowly in it. "This will not be the last that you see of me." He promised, removing himself from Goldilocks side and running off. He stayed in the area, but hid himself well enough that he would not be able to be found. Settling into his hiding spot he waiting, making sure that someone came to tend to her, and to see if the children looked like him at all. Silver eyes gleamed as he hunkered down, that sly grin still on his maw.

The Lead Beta was patrolling, pushing away all negative thoughts that even related to Guinevere. Despite making progress with his future political career, his personal life was in shambles. Family was there when he needed them, but he still felt at a loss for anything he wanted. He wasn't ready to be a father, nor did he fully trust Guinevere to take her as his mate. Some days, he thought he would be the leader whom remained a virgin and isolated himself from everyone. As such thoughts began to rise in his mind, he heard a call from the other side of his pack lands. Ears perked and head turned in the direction, curiosity and newfound energy rising and spreading through his body. The call was urgent and he quickly acted on the sound. Mix-matched paws carried his lithe form through the familiar woods of his borders, avoiding any traps or tricky places where one might twist their foot. For some reason, he felt like he had to rush more now than ever before. Whines of pain and despair rose upon the air as Dhiren approached the outer region of his home. His black frame stopped short of crossing the border, body immediately freezing when he saw who it was. Guinevere...where had she been? His heart began to pick up speed when he realized what was going on. She was in labor...Anger and betrayal raced through his body when another fact hit him: she was having the litter of the man whom had taken over her while she was in heat. His brows furrowed and he was torn between turning and leaving her there or helping her get across the borders to a safe location. Dhiren turned his head to the right, eyes closed as his confused mind worked out its knots and kinks. What was he going to do? A low growl rumbled in his chest and with reluctance, he turned his head to look at her. His paws slowly pulled him towards her fetal position, ears flattened against his skull. He crossed the borderline and came to her side, black nose nudging her face that remained hidden by her front paws. From simply observing her, Dhiren knew she was in pain and her need for healers was vital. He rose his head and gave a summoning call for Song. Even though she hadn't officially practiced herbs in awhile, he knew that her knowledge was vast. Novel's situation kept her from appearing, so the only person he could trust was the one that had given him life. Once his song faded from the air, he walked around the writhing woman and wrapped himself around her. His form meshed into hers as she moaned and twisted from the labor pains. Words were lost, so he simply remained around her as he waited for Song to appear. Talk like this

Her cry of pain would be heeded this time, the rushing and hurrying would stop and she would be able to rest. The contraction would take howl and Charaz would join in her anguished cries, summoning a high rank of Sawtooth. She?d try to stop everything once more, repeating again the word no to herself as the contraction faded. With one last touch the orange man would promise they would meet again, and he would disappear. Guinevere would cry, tears would fall from her eyes and a sense of defeatedness would overcome her small form. She?d be distracted in her wallow of sorrow, the girl wouldn?t notice the appearance of Dhiren until he was nuzzling her features softly. She?d feel her heart stop as she opened her eyes and took in his dark form, he was the last wolf she wanted to see today. She?d feel herself cursing the orange devil as she heard Dhiren?s summon for more of the pack. She?d push her eyelids together again, her eyebrows meeting as she felt an anger mix with her other disturbed emotions. How was this even possible? She wanted to scream, and she would as another contraction took her. They were becoming more frequent, her children would soon enter the world. ""

With Dhiren taking many of the alpha responsibilities Song had much more time to spend with Arivae and Garthinaw. Still she took her many trips around the perimeter of the pack, but at the moment she was enjoying a little nap with her beautiful new daughter. She?d hear the first alarmed call quite clearly, there were two voices it seemed and immediately she?d become awake and alert. Arivae wouldn?t be disturbed so easily, Song would take advantage of that fact. Nudging her gently away from her belly to sleep on her own it took song much longer to get out of the den. She was sure that Dhiren would beat her, and this was confirmed as she heard his call ring out as she exited the hole in the earth. Quickly she would race to his side, he was curled around a dainty girl who was obviously writhing in labor pains. She?d seen her before, once with Dhiren, now she looked so much different. Was this child of Dhiren?s loins? Surprise would cover her features as she looked to her son for answers. He looked incredibly close to the girl, but why would he keep such a secret from her? Before anything could be explained the new mother would let out a pained scream. Song would feel a growl bubble forth as she cursed not having a personal supply of herbs anymore. The girl would just have to go without anything. Guinevere would whine and writhe until finally a tiny pup would appear. She didn?t seem incredibly apt to move, so Song would care for the child. Cleaning it she would nudge the child to it?s mother?s breast, she was a beautiful pale white with a hint of her mother?s markings upon her face.. She thought maybe there would only be one pup, but as the she wolf again went into a fit of pain she knew they weren?t quite finished. Guinevere would expel another child. This one was a vibrant sunset orange, Song would gasp as she took her in. Again she would clean and ready this pup, but a cry would not be given. Another growl would fall from her lips as she tried to resuscitate the tiny wolf, but it seemed she would be unsuccessful. They?d lost her. The alpha would sigh, pushing the deceased little one aside, sure now that Guinevere had finished her birth. "Speech"

kerosene dream

your heart set on fire & the whole town screamed

The warmth and safety of the womb was all she had known, until she felt a change. Walls contracted around her tiny form, pushing her out into the world so that she may begin her new life. Cry's were heard from her little maw, white and gray fur damp from the birth. She would not settle until she was placed at her mothers breast, a soft sigh leaving the girl as she began to suckle. The sweet liquid was something she craved and needed, and was unaware of the happenings around her. The child knew not that she was a bastard, was not aware tat the beast who sired her was watching on. All she needed to know was warmth and comfort, breathing and milk. The child was sweetly unaware of all the more bitter things around her, and to her new mind all was well with the world.

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At last the birth had happened, the children were being born. He peered to see the fiest babe, who looked like her mother and nothing like him. Huffing he waiting until the cries were heard again, a second whelp falling from Goldilocks. Orange. The child looked like like him. Charaz felt his heart flair, until he too heard that the pup gave no cry. A soft growl left his maw and he slunk out from his spot, leaving the woman in the care of her pack. There was nothing here for him anymore, so he would take his leave without causing a fuss. He had been well hidden, they should not even notice the ornage beast leaving the lands.

-exit Charaz unless stopped.

The whole birthing was fast for Dhiren. He remained around Guinevere with open eyes as he witnessed the pups coming from her womb. His mind was blown to its maximum proportions, but he didn't voice it to anyone present. Once the babes had entered the world and were cleaned up by Song, his gaze left their small bodies and rose to meet his mother's bi-colored eyes. He knew that they had to talk and he didn't cringe and the prospect. Guinevere continued to curl into a fetal position, not daring to move from her spot. A sigh escaped his lips and he loosened his grip around her white frame. Rising onto all fours, he nudged her forehead before pulling back. Words still wouldn't come, for his emotions had left him in a state he had never been in: numb. He nudged her with all four paws, wanting her to rise and follow him. There was a vacant den not far from where she lay, and for her safety, he wanted her behind the borders. Speech,

She?d cry out again and again as the pain ran through her while her body expelled the whelps within her. She?d find herself unintentionally pushing into Dhiren?s side, his form an odd comfort to her plagued mind. Weakly she?d realize that the first pup had been born, her tiny voice rising up to greet her. As Song nuzzled her towards her belly the she would find the strength to greet the tiny creature. Her nose would bump her affectionately before she was overcome by pain again. Her second child would be born, but this time she wouldn?t hear the classic cries. This child was dead. Guinevere would suppress this knowledge as best she could as the realization of her tasks completion would bring relief. She?d move her features again, waking in the beautiful child that she?d been given. Still unsure what to think as Dhiren nudged her form. She?d groan as her body was again brought to the air against its will. She?d whimper slightly as she slipped, caught by the white alphess who had her daughter in her jaws already. She?d try to keep her eyes averted from Dhiren?s gaze and she would follow complacently. ""

They?d begin to move mother and child, Song?s jaws grasping the tiny bundle as Guinevere attempted to stand. She?d sigh softly as Dhren wordlessly expected the girl to follow. With the pup in her jaws now would not be the time to speak with her son, but once these two were resting safely within the borders there would be much to talk about. Pale paws would help support guin and carry the little charmiene to an abandoned den rather close to the borders. She?d place the tiny girl next to her mother as Guinevere slowly fell asleep and her bicolored gaze would turn to Dhiren. She was unsure what was going on, but if this was her grand child she needed to know now. "Dhiren, how much do you know?" Her voice was soft as she slipped from the confines of the den and kept her gaze on her eldest boy. "Speech"

They moved in unison, pup in Song's mouth as they walked to the abandoned den. Once everything was settled, Dhiren followed his mother outside. They stood away from the entrance, making sure to stay out of Guinevere's ears. His face remained hardened as he looked at Song, bi-colored gaze cold as she asked him of his knowledge. Head slowly turned to look out at the last lines of trees before opening to Sawtooth's vast lands. "She came from Valhalla to live here...to be with me, upon my invitation." His voice was the same as his eyes: cold. "Then she turned two and everything changed. She left the pack lands to explore and was taken over by a complete stranger. He took her for his and when she returned, she was devastated by what had happened. I forgave her and we tried to work on our relationship..." Dhiren was surprised with himself, for he usually told Song everything that went on his life. His voice remained cold as he continued. "She said she was going to visit her sister in Regium, which is now called Ethereal. She said it would only be for a week or two, and that she would be back..." A growl slipped from pursed lips as he kept his gaze on a nonspecific mark on a faraway tree. "That was weeks ago. How could I have been so blind to not know?!" Dhiren rose upon all fours, immediately pacing in a small circle. "Now she shows up out of nowhere, with no warning made. She gave birth to his children, without an explanation." He stopped walking and slowly looked at his mother. "They're not mine; there wasn't a chance in hell that they would belong to me." A low growl slipped from his lips again and he looked away from Song again. "I can't believe she would do this...It's not like her...How am I supposed to absorb all of this, Mama?" Speech,

She wasn?t sure that she?d ever seen Dhiren quite like this, of course upon his hearing of Novel?s attack she had seen a rage that had never been before. Now though, he seemed cold, numb almost as his eyes would find her gaze. He?d hear her question and answer it darkly. She?d listen to the story attentively, she was horrified to find what had happened to the girl, yet as he went on she?d find that it would become increasingly apparent she was not so truthful as she said. He would make it painfully obvious that he was not the father, that these were not her grandchildren. Something still did not seem right, the girl seemed so afraid, and so wrong. She still couldn?t see the deception in those eyes, but of course she would give her full support to her eldest son. Truthfully she knew not what to do, but she would advise him as best she could. "I think you?ll have to talk to her when she wakes up Dhiren. Just keep your mind open. We don?t know what happened to the girl." She wouldn?t tell him of the scent she?d memorized for later use, maybe he?d caught it himself. "Speech"

His gold and silver eyes revealed how he felt, and the boy was a true mess. Confusion, anger, and sadness were rolled into a whirlpool of emotions as he continued to think of the situation at hand. What was he supposed to do in regards to Guinevere having children? The scent of the father was strong on her fur when she had appeared and he began to think of how she had been left at the borders. He had been the one to hold onto her until her pups were born. Anger seethed in his veins as he realized that she hadn't been able to visit her sister at all. What was he to do? Slowly, the confusion left his eyes and sadness swept across his black frame. His pacing ceased and he looked up to his mother's own bi-colored gaze. "You're right, Mama, I should talk to her when I get the chance." A sigh slipped from his lips and he reclined to his haunches beside Song. His nose stretched out to her white cheek and his ears remained flattened against his cranium. "I just wish I had known what was going on..." "Speech" Lineart courtesy of Kaylink on dA - Character belongs to Wynn