It had been a few weeks since Atakask was escorted to Uyaurant by the Alpha. She has spent most of her time searching through the land looking for a place to birth her pups. She managed to find a rocky path a day or so ago and each day her stomach was tightening and she knew the little ones inside of her were wanting to come out. As her nimble paws started down this slope, she hoped that there was at least one cave that she could make her own and have her pups in safety. Back on her island she had helped many dams through their births and she didn’t really fear hers. She hoped that they would be boys so that she could train them to warriors like her. Though if she had a girl it wouldn’t be so bad. Others would fawn over her and she’d be treated right, hopefully. Atakask’s paw slipped slightly, but the nimble fae caught her balance ellegantly and even though her stomach had now swollen more, she still knew how to be light on her feet. The slope seemed to be continuing to become more and more steep, but she didn’t care.

As the grey Goddess continued around one of the bends, she spotted just what she had been looking for. A cave large enough for her to slip into and have her pups, but also tucked away enough to not be bothered. She slipped silently into the cave and smiled as they didn’t have anyone to chase out. She sighed softly and walked until the cave ended. Laying down and pressing her back against the wall. She sighed and felt the small beasts inside of her starting to moving. She grunted and didn’t want to deal with the small ones pushing inside of her. Then she cried out in pain before she felt her body starting to push the little suckers out. She growled at them as one finally crowned and came out. She reached down to grab the little one, but when she went to pull the small thing to her, she noticed he wasn’t moving. He was a cream based boy with jagged onyx spots that faded to grey on the edges. He wouldn’t breath no matter how hard she shook him, or licked him, he wouldn’t move. A mournful howl just as another pup pushed out of her.

She reached down hoping that she wouldn’t have found another still pup, but this time it was a breathing healthy boy. He looked like her with his creamy coat was spliced with the normal russian markings and then deep onyx that cut over his left front and back down his right hind side. He was beautiful and she whimpered wishing both her children would be able to run around and play together, but unfortunately she wouldn’t get that. Her stomach settled for a few minutes as she cleaned her dear little boy. “I will name you Nootaikok, you will be the God of Icebergs, Many will fear you.” She said and whimpered as she pulled the two closer to her. The healthy alive pup was whimpering and attempting to find her nipples to begin feeding, but her little heart was broken over the little male between her paws. She whimpered again, but as she did her stomach cinched again and she cried out as she began to push again.

When the pushing stopped a little fae popped out and she felt her heart ping. The creature looked to be a spitting image of their father. She gently reached down and pulled the small black and white female to her. Gently licking the small one until it whined and wiggled towards her nipples as well to feed. “You shall be my Yura. The one who is beautiful.” She said before looking down at the small male still not moving between her paws. She nuzzled him before laying her head down on his, gently trying to get it him to breath. After a few minutes she let out a mournful howl and tucked him against her. The warrior in her started to claw its way out. If anyone came near her pups, she would slice them to bits.