It felt like it took him forever for him to come back. I feel so bad for being so impatient with him, but surely it cannot be so bad? I just feel so uncomfortable today like I can’t get myself to lay correctly. I have been pacing about all day so uncomfortable all the while. It was worse than usual today and perhaps might have added to my irritability. I could never be truly mad at my Orion, he was my heart and soul after all and even Saintly seemed to have grown to approve of him, somewhat, over our time spent together. He better have at least I am going to be with Orion until death does us part and I don’t expect that to be for some time.

When Orion replies to my call then poking his head in with the goose in maw I smile so widely at him clearly pleased that it is him with my food rather than, well anyone else. To be honest I am hardly in the mood, plus with me being so fat I could hardly stand to be in the public eye. Oh, Orion thank you.” I say taking the goose in maw but strangely I seemed to have lost my appetite for goose but I would not be shaming him. I don’t really feel like eating at all now. Strangely enough. He asks me how I am feeling and, perhaps I was being a little melodramatic, but I fall to my bed with a pathetic huff, ”Awful my love my stomach has been bothering me all day and they are kicking and turning and I cannot get comfortable no matter how hard I try!” I whined before feeling an uncomfortable lurch in my stomach before pacing around again. Terrible! Truly Terrible! I will never go through this again I swear too it!

Oh it’s then that I hear father! Father coming to see me like this! I am simply not ready to see him! I hear him out there and he asks him about names. Oh father I am hardly in the mood for him teasing my soul today, I am so uncomfortable and now I must… waddle… my way out of the den to batter off my father from teasing Orion for of course we have talked of names. Many names and I we agree on many of them. I know I must look ridiculous. I feel like I am nearly wide as I am tall at this point looking more like some… pig than a wolf. Oh I can barely take the thought! Still it is my father and I am certain he is wishing to see me and even though my stomach pains me and I feel horrible I have to at least try to act like a princess.

”Father, I am so tired today and you think I would not up hold our traditions?” I ask tilting my head then letting out a sigh as he begins to give some names. I had actually considered both of those names, both may be used but I have my heart set on one particular angel name that befits both my family and honors his father should I have one. I think not to reply when I finally see my mother her slender form which I take so much after sliding up alongside my father.

It was nice to see her, honestly since I moved out and began training as an assassin rather than a healer I hadn’t seen much of Mother. She was much more kind that father, so I always thought, at least in spirit at least she made sure to let others know if she was playing games with them, unlike my father. Though it was sometimes hard to tell with him. I give her a look when she begins to say I should be naming them Nez after her rather than Hayyel or Leyeh though I suppose that and Nez would be appropriate given my own name. But I have a few other names still in mind and I can’t help but give her a look that clearly said “really mom? You too?” before moving forward to touch both of them on the muzzle in our typical angel greeting.

”I was just telling Orion I wasn’t feeling very well today, but it’s nice to see you both. Mother being this way is terrible I have been feeling so bad all day today worse than usual.” I complained to her before my stomach gave another harsh lurch making me visibly flinch. ”I-I need to lay down.” I said brushing past Orion rubbing my muzzle along his neck as I passed. Really I am not sure what is wrong but it is truly terrible. I think perhaps it is instinct that takes me now as finally I am giving to pace around the den and lay down. I feel my sides lurch and move and each time is painful.

I finally throw myself down, it is the strangest feeling, and instinct simply tells me to push and I was in experienced though I was no fool to know what it was. Perhaps I would have known much earlier in the day if I was experienced that I had been in the early stages of labor. I felt scared, it hurt so bad! Was this normal? I cry out, and I am certain this would elicit Orion, Mother and Father to be with me now. I suppose maybe it was some weird twist of fate that caused them to come this day. The snow was still on the ground outside still cold so different than what I had expected but it was time. I draw comfort knowing that my parents and Orion are with me, especially my mother. She was a healer she would know what to do after all she could help if something went wrong.

Though the pain is great I am soon rewarded, I see it and I turn and I can see it even through all the ick that surrounds him that sustained him. I cannot believe it, not with mine and Orion’s pelts while I hardly cared what color my children were it is still special that apparently one, and my first born no less, is white. I clean him eagerly, excited to see my first born. He is a boy so obvious through our first intimate moments together while I clean him but there are more surprises to be had. Not only was he white of pelt but as I clean him until he is perfect I find the deep blood red markings running over the upper part of his body and he even has my mark on his chest then his nose and paws pads were such a perculiar color, not the black that I was used to but, liver colored. He was beautiful, he was perfect. ”He is Orifel.” I deem him as he squalls loudly flailing about until I can place him at my side to which he began suckling greedily and silencing him. I look to Orion knowing he would be fine with me naming our first born, after him and after the angels who’s markings he seemed to inherit. It was so perfect for him.

My work is not done, my body is quick to tell me this and I knew there certainly had to be more than one pup with how much I had grown. My little Orifel was large, but the second one was almost easier than him. While it was still strenuous I still had energy to flip myself around and clean him as eagerly as I had his brother. Another boy and like his brother also sporting a beautiful mostly white pelt. He was slightly larger than his older brother, with some grey hairs across the top of his body and black at all of his points, he too sported a red marking on his chest more similar to mine than his brothers being so large but something of mine none the less. I will be letting my Orion pick his name I knew he had one he was simply set on. He whines and cries healthy I am sure of it, but does not fight as hard as his brother as I put him to my side. I smile falling over again knowing my work is hardly complete.

I was getting much more tired now. Again the pain was no worse than with Orifel or Jaeger, but I was wearing out. The constant wracking pains and pushing my very large two boys out was hard enough, and I was thinking this one was going to be no different than my first two. Again I feel pride and surprise I as I turn to clean him seeing yet another mostly white pelt come clean underneath my tongue. I see silver furs on top though, he is gorgeous as I clean him making him almost shimmer as I finish with one more lick across his head and his tiny folded red-backed ears. He is large like both his brothers before him and no less perfect because he was the third, ”Hyrule.” I say obviously getting a little tired and breathless thinking perhaps I was at last done. I move him and he was more like his eldest brother who seemed to protest me moving him greatly.

But no, I feel it again, though I am not entirely sure what I feel. I think it is at first that I am simply growing numb with my exhaustion. I turn one last time, I am still excited to see what is to come yet my body is not nearly as willing to whip around as it had been for the three brothers. When I see her for the first time it all is clear to why it was so different, she is tiny compared to her brothers so much smaller and I know it is that she will be more like me and my mother. I lick her clean revealing her nearly pure black pelt that is so much like Orion’s, Mother’s and I’s revealing only a small white tip at her tail. I smile thinking at last for sure that I am done and it seems that my body too agrees with me this time. I move her to be with her three elder brothers knowing with them I will never have to worry for her. They will protect her always I am certain. I look to Orion allowing him to pick whatever name he liked best for our little girl allowing my tail to wave slowly behind me all the while.

Three boys and a girl, I am proud and happy, perhaps I see why females now go through this multiple times as I look over my four perfect children before letting my head flop back to my bed. I am a mess, I am disgusting and oddly I am fine with it right now. I am much too tired to care for at the very least my children were presentable and for once something in my life wasn’t all about me, or I suppose Orion, but it was now turning to be all about them. Perhaps it would go a little towards me later when I had some energy to clean myself up for now no. I look around at the faces of my parents and Orion and all I can say is, ”They are perfect.” Cause face it, they all knew they were and were always going to be the best grandchildren of Heyel. Simply because they were mine.