OOC: opps!! lol I swear I thought Eztli was deaf not mute XP my bad. And on a side note... I found out this morning I am pregnant!!!! XD



She can sense him as he enters the den, his thick tenor filled with worry and anxiety. Despite the painful waves of contractions that ripple through her body she turns to him, admiring the ethereal glow of his deep emerald eyes so fixated upon her. She can almost see the worry and concern that consumes him now as he rushes to her side, with reassuring nuzzles and tender, encouraging licks. Despite the pain she cannot help but to smile. Dexter. He was here... he was with her and she was not left here alone to take on the challenges of motherhood.

He guides her head to his paws and she lets him, finding comfort and reassurance in even the most menial of contact from the chocolate and cream dragga. He licks her ears and the coarseness of his tongue draws her mind away from the pain, giving her an outlet of concentration. First one and then the other... two pups born before the loving eyes of their parents. Each, a precious gift unlike any she has ever known before. Awe and adoration swell within her as she rests, shifting her weight upon her own forepaws as Dexter sidles away to stand at the den entrance, his strong voice calling for the pack healer.

Talien had never met the healer of Taviora before. She had meant to, but well, as things were, what time she managed to steal away with Dexter over the course of winter took precedence over all other, only now did she regret it.

Only when the new female came, answering the summons of Dexter does Talien raise her head. Fierce silver blue eyes wary and watchful as the other drappa enters the den, her proud head lowered and inquisitive eyes curious. She speaks and instantly the tension that had worked its way into every tired and weary fiber of her being eases and she once more settles easily back to allow the wolfess to examine the pups.

She speaks now, and understanding alightens in Talien's eyes as she mentions a name that the silver white drappa is familiar with. Zelda. A warm welcoming smile curves across her blackened lips now as she dips her weary head respectfully, silver blue eyes dancing in the soft light of the den. "Zeltzin! It is an honor and pleasure to meet the mother of Zelda! She is a fine wolf and I am honored deeply." she murmurs with a soft smile. She winces now as another wave of pain washes over her petite form but even she can tell that the fight for motherhood is ending, the pain beginning to ebb away with each second that the two pups took their breathes into the new world beyond her womb. She shifts now, settling back onto her side, giving both the pups easier access to her swollen teats, and easing the pain from tensed muscles. A single dial flickers to the healer as she noses a root towards Talien, her sweet tenor voice kind yet clear in its delivery. Obediently she stretches her muzzle towards the root and takes a single inquisitive sniff. It smelt terrible. She grimaced at the odor and reluctantly took a bite, doing her best to quickly chew and swallow the foul smelling root.

She offers Zeltzin an awkward smile, "My mother used to tell me that the best medicines had the worst taste..." she began, swallowing back the last remnants of the woody root from her tongue and giving her tired head a weary shake, her silver plume thumping slowly against the soft sandy floor of the den. "I think she may have been right." she murmurs with a lighthearted chuckle. Her brilliant silver blue eyes glittering playfully as she looks from the healing drappa to Dexter and back again. "Thankfully I was sick very little as a pup... I don't think I can ever get used to something that smells so foul." she teases before dipping her head once again to Zeltzin, "But none the less I am grateful for it... and for your help."

Already she can feel her strength returning, slow as it may be. Her sides aches with sore muscles but no longer did she hurt with a pain that was beyond her control. However it is a different kind of pain that hits her now as Zeltzin speaks again, this time, her words directed more to Dexter than herself.

Instinctively she rises now, fearful eyes gazing down at her young son, who noiselessly nursed alongside his vocal sister. How odd it was that she hadn't noticed it yet. How terrible she felt. Carefully she reached forward to nuzzle her son, her silver white tail wrapping protectively around the two small forms. She looks up at Zeltzin now as she ushers words of encouragement, reassuring her that her son would indeed live a life unhindered by his disability... but she could not help but to worry and fear. She does her best to give the healer a weakened smile, nodding gently in response, "Well..." she begins, her fearful gaze softening as she turned her tender gaze upon the two tiny forms now nestled quietly at her side, deep in slumber. "I hadn't talked with Dexter about it yet, but I was hoping to name the girl Lixue after my grandmother.... considering she looks so much like her." she says with a tender smile. She did not remember much of her grandmother, except that she was kind and very much loved and missed. She always made time to spend with her grandchildren and offered warmth and kindness to all who knew her.

She turns her eyes to Dexter now, a single raven tipped dial tilting ever so slight towards him. "Do you have any ideas Dex?" she inquires, stretching her slim muzzle forward to lick his nose in playful affection.