avoir elle est avoir les etoiles
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Everything seemed to burn now; she had been resting in the nest the past few days since finding the perfect spot. Today was the day, though; her weight had shifted further towards her back legs, it took no effort for her to hurry into the moss nest, carefully rolling over onto her side.

She couldn't remember the first litter she had being this painful..then again, she had also taken herbs before it to ease her and make it go smoother. Shakily she sat up again, letting a low howl out to Amon , just to let him know it was time. Slowly, the laboring dame laid back down and waited quietly, chest burning with many things at once.

God this is going to be the death of me..

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Only an hour passed, and her body twinged with pain; the first pup was deep brown with white patches. For now she pulled the pup between her legs and lapped him clean. Gently nipping the sack open, she hoped someone, at some point, would find her and sit, even if in silence. The idea of doing it alone terrified her..

The days leading up to the birth Amon hasn't gone far from Delta's den, they may not be proper mates but they were still friends after all, and it was his damn fault this happened. Anything the smaller blue wolf wanted he'd give, softer nesting materials, food, a guard on constant alert. He neglected his patrols, but there were more than enough radningars now that it didn't matter.

Now that was something the man would have to get used to, being able to rest properly, not be constantly on the move around the borders.

Buuuut it won't be any time soon, with Delta calling out for him, he howled back to let her know he was on the way before rushing to tell Eldritch it was time for the birth before rushing back to the birthing den without waiting for the Thane, just in time to see the first born. The healer's coming he said before moving towards her, giving her a comforting lick between the ears. You're doing great Del

The first...a miniature him, with Delta's piebald markings, cute.

avoir elle est avoir les etoiles
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Delta's sides heaved a huff out; pain settled for moments, and the sound of paws pattering closer eased her worries. Carefully lifting her gaze to Amon, she hummed faintly at the lick and smiled warmly. Despite the pain, she raised a paw and pressed it against his forehead, playful and also a silent thanks for being there.

Slowly, she grasped the pup in her jaws and shifted him towards her stomach. Straining with the limited movement she did have without pushing herself too hard.

Thank you for...y'know, sticking around?

She was unsure about what was going to happen. She had only had a litter before with a mate, so now, with someone who was just a friend? It was a bit odd, but the warmth of him being there eased some of her stress. Eventually another twinge ripped its way up her spine and Delta quickly laid herself back down and gritted her teeth harshly; the sound of her teeth grinding was faint but present.

Whilst this labor was worse off than her first, it took less time for her body to get used to the feeling and relax somewhat. Each heave of her side eased some of the pain, and it wasn't too long until another bundle of chaos joy was joining them, coated in deep blue that faded to rich yellows on the legs.

Slowly, she pulled the pup closer to her chest, gently nipped at any remaining sack to remove it and then she began cleaning as tenderly as she could without the risk of straining and biting the poor thing.

What kind of man would I be if I didn't? He asked quietly, before giving her a gentle nuzzle in an attempt to comfort her, wincing in sympathy as she laid back down and ground her teeth together. There we go, that's it... He's going to go get her something to bite on after this pup is born...

There wasn't really much he could do right now though, besides wait, watching as a miniature Delta arrived. After checking to make sure Delta was alright he stepped away I'll be right back, ok? Before stepping outside, poking around in the bushes for a moment before quiet snaps and shakes came from where he went. When he returned, he had a mouthful of thick sticks, his tail up and wagging lightly.

This will help, right?

The man set them down within reach of Delta before laying in front of her, ready to help clean a pup if she needed him to or if she was too tired. Don't want you hurting your teeth, y'know? Bite down on one of these next time

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Delta just quietly hummed in response to his question, unsure; she wasn't too used to others sticking around. Delta looked to the sticks and smiled warmly, extending a paw to drag one closer. For a few moments she relaxed, taking the few moments of peace to look over the two pups at her side. Making sure they had no kinks, no deformities, nothing that'd cause worry in their growth.

Her tail twitched some, wagging lightly, and for a moment she thought it was over. That these two were the only ones, but it quickly changed, pain ripping it's way up her body again, fur standing on end at first. Her teeth quickly snatched the branch from the ground, digging into the wood.

Delta had shifted her breathing, timing it after each heave and push, to bear down again and get this all over with. Two pups at first, one right after the other, then the final on and slowly after spitting the branch out, she pulled them to her, sliding the soft silvery pup over to Amon to be cleaned. Looking over the pup, a darker belly, with faint tans..Odd, and yet unique. Between her own paws laid a purpley brown pup, dull pelted as any newborn was. Slowly she cleaned the pup, each lap revealing the colors more and more, and swiftly moving to the final pup.

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Welcome to the world, Darlings..

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The pup wasn't too aware of what was happening, at first it was warmth, the safety of where she was enough to keep the little one still. It was ruined though, yanked from the safety and into a cold world, the air of the cave hit her dirty fur and instantly, the pup wailed. Screaming her heart out into the sky..well, stone above her.

The little silver pup wasn't happy, but the swipes of a tongue against her fur to clean and dry her were enough to soothe the angry potato. Each swipe silenced her move before being moved and settled beside the stomach of her mother. The pup wasn't too happy again, but instead of complaining, she just rolled over, barely succeeding in doing that either.