Olive's Birthing

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{Please forgive me for my lack of muse}

When Lyell entered the nursery, fresh prey in his maw, his eyes laid on not one, but five figures in the nest. His mouth dropped open, and he looked like this:
He was ecstatic with joy after the initial shock passed;; four healthy pups! Olive grinned. "You'll name two and I'll name two," she decided.
The first was a stormy grey male, pelt fluffy and soft. Olive smiled, motherly affection in her gaze. "His name is Cotton," she concluded.
Then, she looked at the second pup, a female who was completely black. Her pelt seemed unusually thinner than the others. "Her name is Plum," she decided. "Your turn," she licked her mate's cheek, eyes glowing with happiness.
Lyell looked upon the third, a primarily black fae with ashy markings throughout her pelt. After some thought, he called her, "Mary."
The fourth and final pup was hooded and cloaked in black, and her face, chest, and legs were grey. "She is Anora," he woofed.

(again, please forgive the crappy post XD )

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The miniature fae squirmed about. She shoved her way towards Olive's belly, hungry for the delicious milk she knew would be there. Though eyes were closed the scents around here were taken in. A bombardment surely.

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Mary, Cotton, and Plum crawled and flailed their tiny limbs around, slowly closing the gap between their mother and themselves. The three settled in nicely next to Anora. The family was complete and at rest in the serene warmth of the nursery.

Lyell ducked out momentarily, paws carrying swiftly to the prey pile. He frowned upon it's few and skinny pickings. After a thorough turning over of the small amount of food that was there, he selected the largest snowshoe he could find for Olive, and a smaller one for himself. He returned to the nursery, laying the prey down beside Olive and trying his best not to look concerned when he gulped his own meal down in a matter of ravenous bites.

Olive eyed him suspiciously. "How's the hunt running?" She asked, tone searching and laced with dread. Her gaze was not demanding, rather commanding. She knew Lyell would lie to make her feel better if she didn't make it clear that she could handle it, and refused to take the comfort lies.

Lyell winced, then licked the blood from his lips. "I thought you would ask that..."
"And?" Olive prompeted, taking a reluctant bite out of her own meal.
"It's not so great, but we're faring." Lyell answered evenly. He took his chance to get her off the topic by affectionately nuzzling her shoulder. "But I won't have it worry you. You're too beautiful to be worried, and now you've got four more beautifuls to nurse and watch. I'll take care of the food, Olive. It's the least I can do, so please, let me bear this."
Olive opened her mouth to reply sharply, but closed it again when they touched. She melted instantly, knowing full well that Lyell's hunting alone would not save the pack, but she took comfort nonetheless. He had made a good point.
"All right," Olive sighed. "But don't starve yourself, either!"

[Destiny]

Anora quickly found what she was looking for and began to suckle. Her miniature tassel was automatically in wag mode, and would likely be hitting against the sides of the two closest pups. There was another scent brought to her maw. The scent of brute, must be her father. And the scent of blood. It was tangy and sweet at the same time. Odd.

Lyra was lying on her back nearby, optics staring at the roof of the Nursery in boredom. Crow, Saskia and her siblings were probably around somewhere at something but she didn't really feel like movement at the moment.

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Saskia happened to be out hunting with Shadow and Axle.
Crow was snoozing in a corner of the nursery, but always kept an eye on his pups as they tumbled around.
Neveria glanced up at Lyra, then joined her sister. "New pups!" She smiled. "It's getting really crowded in here...Roiben, Twig, Truffle, and Aeryn....plus these four, and their own litter of five....that makes thirteen pups currently in the Yozoran nursery. I would say it's crowded, but that would be an understatement."

[Destiny]

Lyra chuckled and rolled over. Wagging her tail. "Yeah, but at least we have a lot of play mates! And some of us will train together as neophytes, it'll be loads of fun!" She glanced over at Crow, a mischeivious glint appearing in her eyes.

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Kasparr and Truffle were tussling in a corner, grunting and yipping with play-fight glee. Autumn and Twig were also going at it, tumbling around the nursery in an intense, vicious playfight.

Autumn giggled and joined her siblings, wondering where their brother had snuck off to. She glanced at Lyra and Neveria, then at Crow. "You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?"

[Destiny]

Lyra smirked. "Probably." The fae took another look towards her father. Crouching down she silently danced forwards, speedily, towards him. Leaping onto his back if she got the chance and laughing in foolish glee.

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Neveria and Autumn sped off after her, each leaping onto Crow's back and giggling with the joy of young pups. Crow grumbled, but flicked his tail over his pups, tickling them.

Truffle, Twig, and Kasparr joined in the fun, tugging and pulling playfully on Neveria, Lyra, and Autumn.

[Destiny]

Lyra giggled as her father's tail tickled her back. Yipping in surprise and cockily swiping a paw at whichever of the other pups began to tug at her. Optics glimmering with puppish glee.

Anora nudged the nearest sibling.

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Truffle grunted and shrank back for a moment, then surged forward to tackle Lyra, laughing while tumbling.

Cotton nudged Anora in return.

Crow sighed, laughing softly.
Twig, Neveria, and Autumn were all in a large, rolling playfight. They bumped into Kasparr, who joined the mass of fun.

[Destiny]

A playful half giggling snarl erupted from Lyra's maw. She rolled off of Crow and darted away from Truffle. Looking over her shoulder to see if her sibling would follow.

Anora sniffed Cotton's shoulder, taking in her sister's scent.

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(Cotton is a boy and Truffle is from Kiba and Owen's litter XD )

Cotton felt a wet nose brush his shoulder. He nudged his sister in response, grumpily groaning at the nose.
Truffle bounded over to Lyra once more, batting at her lightly.

[Destiny]

(Ooooohhh... I knew that! XDXDXDXDXD)

Anora made a giggle like squeaking sound. Laughing at her brother's obvious grumpiness.

Lyra giggled and tumbled over a stick on the floor. Falling flat on her face. She yelped in surprise. I have no muse. JKXDXDXDXD

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Mary joing in with poking Anora. She, too, made a giggle squeak.

Truffle laughed at Lyra and leaped at her once more.

(Don't feel bad. Neither do I XP )