Birth was never a...lovely thing. Sure, it was lovely in that life was created and joy was to be had, but the actual process? Andromeda had no luck with it. The birth of her sons had her weakened for months, her exhaustion beyond belief but she had lived through it. Lived and then thrived, growing three healthy boys. This birth, was a little better, but still very painful. She could feel the shooting pains in her backside even after her birthing was completed. The dark female of the stars would wince slightly at the pain, cursing herself under her breath for letting herself go through this again. Of course, the moment she laid her yellow eyes on her new born daughters, that thought was quickly whisped away. They were beautiful, both of them. Perfect just like her sons.

Azrael had come quickly to the den, settling by close to her with Guardian at his side. When she had mentioned Star thinking that they would be girl, she knew Azrael wasn't going to be...fond of the idea, but he would very well get over it. Of course, that was during the pain of labor, and Andromeda merely wrinkled her nose and narrowed her eyes at his comment and his awkward smile after he realizes he should probably shut his mouth about the subject while she was in labor.

She heard the comments of guardian, a little smile crawling onto her lips at her son's...interesting comments. Well, he is a young boy, and he had never experienced such a thing before. Meryl was very different at the birth of her sons, so sweet and concerned more about her life than what was going on around her behind. And now look. Meryl was a grown 2 year old, so interested in learned the ways of healing. He was learning it so fast and so well, Andromeda was very proud of her son. Her yellow eyes drifted over to Meryl before the birth, smiling at him with her eyes reflecting her pride. She was very glad that he was here with her, and she hoped he would be around for any more births she may have.

She had just given birth, her ears perked though her head remained on her paws, her breathing heavy with the exhaustion of birthing two healthy girls. Her eyes lingered on that of Azrael, waiting to hear his response. She knew Azrael was actually rather good at naming, at least she loved the name his gave to Guardian. It was perfect, and fit the young boy well. Although, Guardian wasn't exactly...tactful during the birth of his sisters. Andromeda only gave him a momentary glare when he told her to put her daughter back in. That is when Starfall enterted the picture. He had been lingering by the entrance of the den, sorta off in his own world, peering at the festivities and not really participating. The young boy, however, did not exactly enjoy Guardian's ignorant comment about his sisters.

"Guardian, you were like that too. You want to be put back in?" Starfall said with a snort, a small scowl remaining on his star-touched face. It seemed to be a permanent fixture on his face. He didn't want to disturb the whole...birthing thing. Yes, it was nasty and gross, and that is why he stayed at the entrance, but there is no reason to be so...Guardian about it. At least that is what the young, moody pup felt.

Andromeda was in no mood to deal with her son's talk, and instead focused on her newborn daughters. Azrael began to speak, and the dark girl smiled as he named their angel star marked daughter. Iophiel. It was a beautiful name, stunning and Andromeda nodded on her paws.

"Iophiel...Azrael, it is a perfect name," she said, as she lowered her black muzzle down to nudge her wiggly daughter as she fed at her belly. Andromeda felt a calming peace inside of her, knowing her daughters were healthy and strong, suckling by her side. They were named and now apart of the family. Now only if birthing wasn't so terrible. Luckily, Meryl was much more helpful than her other sons, who simply decided to comment on the situation. Andromeda lifted her head as her eldest son approached, she looked weary but much better than her last birth.

"It hurts some, Meryl, and I am awfully tired," she said as he placed the poppy seeds near her. She eagerly lapped the up, tail wagging slightly.

"Thank you, Meryl. I think that...this time went a lot better, yes?" she said, wincing as he patched up her backside. The female darted her head back to see what Meryl was doing, and then sighed with relief after.

"Meryl, I am glad you are here. Don't you ever forget it," she said meekly, her muzzle falling back to her paws. Her yellow eyes were started to fade behind the covers of her black eyelids. She was tired, oh so tired. She just wished to sleep after all this. Let Azrael have some moments alone with her newborn daughters, it was time for her to get her energy back.

"I sleep now, Azrael...I will sleep, you will watch, over...our daughters," she said in a whisper, before she fell into the depths of sleep.
Seven Years - Soul of Azrael - Mother of Starfall and Guardian