Some princesses don't become queens
3-1-3 OC

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Fantasia had been expecting the day to come soon, her body twisted and had grown heavier each day. The life growing within her stomach had slowed her down to the point she nearly waddled, each step tedious to not squish or press her own abdomen. Each shove of her ribs and every press on her bladder had grown annoying, but she dealt with it and pushed along.

She had been walking around the territory of Avon for hours on end, each hour gruesomely long as she prepared to bear down and bring a new life to the world. At least...She thought it was only one, knowing it was an uncommon thing for mares to bear two foals at once, being a rare thing to happen in general.

As the sun rose, that's when it all started; her slow pacing turned to a trot as she found a shady spot to carefully lay down. The sun kissing the dew drops through the fog, barely illuminating the foaling mare in her hidden spot among the trees. Each heave of her side was excruciating.

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Hours had passed, heaving and pushing, and much pain came. Each kick of her back legs was a ripple of pain up her back and each breath beckoned her to stop until eventually, she had relief for a little while, quickly looking to the foal on the grass. Nipping and cleaning the sack from their face and hooves. A beautiful blonde foal, coat dull as of right now until he could get up and dry off.

She had little time between cleaning him when pain shot up her entire body. Her eyes widened with a panic, but everything moved faster than she could process, and swiftly, the 2nd foal was brought into the world.

My Darlings..

Fiadh had seen the horse that morning as she left her own den for a morning patrol, seeing her looking for...something...before disappearing into the trees.

It was an odd enough sight that the protector stuck around, both curious and concerned, ears and nose twitching as she sniffed and listened. It couldn't be time already, could it? From the sounds of it, yes. After a quick run back to her den to tell Dimitri what was going on and to keep the kids near by, she ran back.

Fuck if she knew how to help a horse give birth, but she did know how to stand guard to protect the vulnerable mother and young, especially since there was no way in Hel she'd be able to fit the horse in a den. After woofing out to let Fantasia know she was nearby she circled the area with her nose to the ground, making sure nothing was lurking before finding herself a spot to guard from.

A silent (for once) sentinel, quietly sending a prayer to Frigg for the safety of her wards as the huffing and stomping continued and the smell of blood announced a foal finally arrived. Unknowing there was a second..yet at least. Need me to fetch our healer? She asked, after the scent of blood got thicker.