SASKIA'S BIRTHING!

[Sivoncé™]

Heat radiated in a surplus from Saskia's body, laid to rest in the heated, cozy fireplace that was the nursery. Her drowsy eyes were suddenly wide, pain ripping through her stomach. There was somethin different about this pain than the pains she had had torn into her flesh not long ago. The time had come for her to bear the pups she'd always longed to have;; to bear pups that were Crow's, and the prducts of their love for each other. She sent out a startled wail. Apparently they wanted out.

Crow rushed into the nursery, frantic and unsure of what to do. The first and second pups were already out, both the dappled red, grey, and black that combined Saskia's and Crow's pelt colors. The third leaned more towards Saskia, a light brown mixed with some red. In the small breathing space she had between the first three and the next of the litter, she named the first, "Neveria," the second, "Kasparr," and the third, "Rafael...."

The fourth pup was jet black, like her father. She was given the name, "Lyra."
The fifth, a fiery red femme, was blessed, "Autumn."
The sixth was a male, named Shiro, who was a dusty grey and black.
The seventh, and final pup was named "Trianna," her pelt, again, dappled with black, grey, and red.

(They're all yours. I just wanted to do the birthing since it's easier to do that in one post. =] )

[mudfang]

Shiro made a snorting nose, waddle-crawling toward his mother's belly. Trianna followed hungerly. Shiro got there first, lucky boy. XP Trianna seemed frustrated, but suckled anyway.

[Sivoncé™]

Kasparr snuggled in between Shiro and Tria, afraid of the cold.
Neveria followed, but settled for the end space.
Autumn flopped over Tria and found another end space.

Saskia nosed them all closer, yawning wide with exhaustion.
Crow was absolutely beaming, and he ducked out of the nursery to fetch his mate and himself some prey.

[Sheera]

Rafael wiggled under his siblings weight. He perked his ears and pushed himself out from under the wolves. The pup make a sound that sounded much like giggle, it was very clear he was going to be a very interesting, happy wolf. He curled into a ball, the corners of his mouth curling into a contented smile.
Rafi was now deep asleep, his sides slowly moving up and down, his breathing even, and slow.

[Destiny]

The fae seemed to be a miniature Crow; or so her glimmering ebony canvas was stating so obviously. In a graceful, for a pup at least, motion Lyra propelled her figure forwards. A paw might skim Rafael's shoulder; tail might whisk over Neveria as the small fae squeezed herself in next to her sister.

[Sheera]

Rafi knew nothing of this as he dreamed a dream of a beautiful femora. The femora had beatiful, chocolate brown hair. Her eyes were a red, roan, autumn in coloring. In his dream he pranced around the female, his tongue dragging as he longed for the girl.
He occasionally would trot behind the female and make funny gestures to her, as she couldn't see them.
He got to his knees and proposed in a silent matter, then he acted as though she was leaving him, and made a dramatic, silent fit, like seen in those old romance films.

[mudfang]

After some squirming, Shiro managed to curl up in a ball. He twitched his little, bald tail and his breathing fell even. He was snoring slightly.

There was a beautiful meadow. There were butterflies and big, fluffy rabbits everywhere. He ran after one. The big black mammal disappeared into thin air. He blinked. His world turned gray. The butterflies were suddenly ravens, and the rabbits were huge spiders. He shook alone in the grotesquely beautiful meadow.

A gasp was audible from the pup's maw. Soon, his breathing was even again, and all was at peace with him.