Summer has arrived. The world has been well at peace, and others seem to be trying to take advantage. They believe we are lazy and complacent. We are no such thing. Remain vigilante, friends and family.
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even angels couldn't drag me away Birthing IP: 67.143.208.244 Posted on January 18, 2019 at 11:28:46 PM by Zarah
It was days like this, she found herself cursing that charming male who found her last winter. He was a looker, for sure and her mother would have blushed at some of the things he pulled but all that came out of it was she was now fat, achy, and just downright uncomfortable. She'd heard that females "glowed" when they were pregnant. What was glowy about this? Nothing, in her opinion. She felt disgusting and she couldn't do half the things she was used to doing. She used to run the borders of Diveen for exercise and now she could barely walk a mile without stopping to rest at least three times. Laying down was miserable most of the time cause she couldn't even get comfortable. Then the things started moving around, kicking and shoving and it felt like her very skin was going to rip open.
She'll admit, there were moments of magic. Especially at night when she would lie down to rest and feel a nose or a paw pushing at her side, as if her children were reaching out, trying to touch her. She spent those moment talking to them, telling them stories of their grandparents and her siblings. It seemed to quiet them down, like they liked the sound of her voice or something. It was times like these where she thought she might not be such a bad mother, after all. She thought of Vega and smiled. Her mother was the absolute best. She was nurturing and kind. She put all her best qualities into all of her children, or so Zarah would like to believe. And she wanted to pass those same qualities down to her own children now.
But apparently time was running out cause all too sudden, she felt a strange pulling sensation, discomfort and then a painful cramp in her stomach. Groaning, she made her way into her den which, thankfully, she wasn't too far from in the first place. She circled and pacing, trying to get comfortable but it seemed impossible this time. This went on for a while before she started feeling the strange sensation to push. Deciding mother nature must know what it's doing, she did just that, grunting and moaning until something softly hit the ground behind her. Turning, she eyed the moving sack at her paws, watching it in fascination before instinct kicked in and she realized she needed to get him out of that sack and clean him up, stat.
She pried the pup from his sack, cleaning his fur until she could make out the gray and white that outlined his little body so well. She had to imagine he got his coloring mostly from his father but even so, he was a striking little boy. She smiled fondly, giving him one last kiss before placing him by her stomach, somehow assured that her teats hadn't been leaking milk for no reason. He must need it. She wasn't completely ignorant of how this went, but it was her first time and she was definitely nervous that she might do something wrong. She watched the boy drink, deciding he was pretty big for a pup so maybe this wasn't going to be so bad, after all. She studied his markings, wondering what color his eyes would be when they finally opened. Then she remembered he needed a name.
She scowled thoughtfully before smiling, her eyes twinkling. "My first little angel, Samael. My Lightbringer." She nudged him gently with her nose and sighed, but then another cramp racked her body and she cried out in surprise more than anything. There were more? Clenching her jaw, she set to work, pushing when the instinct came. This one came a lot smoother, a much smaller pup sliding out and she set to work ripping the sack open and pulling her out into the world. She cleaned the pup's coat, taking in the cream and russet of her coat. She was gorgeous, a looker for sure. She was so much smaller, reminding Zarah of herself as a pup. She, too, was smaller than her siblings. Setting her next to her brother, Zarah sighed and watched them both adoringly as she thought of a name. "Like an angel looking over this birth, my sweet Lailah."
Touching her nose gently to the little girl, she smiled before her face clenched in pain once more. Another?! This was getting ridiculous. She was breathing harder by this point but felt she could make it. The other two were easy so this should be as well, right? She couldn't be more wrong. She pushed and pushed for what felt like hours but nothing was happening. Why was nothing happening? She felt tears streaming down her face at one point, panic stirring in her as she wondered if her last pup would even make it. Were they dying inside her? Or was she just the one dying? She was hurting much worse than with the other two pups. She tried not to move them in her struggles but it was all she could do not to thrash around. She needed to get past this, one way or another.
Finally, with a final push that left her exhausted, she felt the third pup finally slide free. There was more blood this time but she tried not to think about it, too concerned about the pup as she used the last of her strength to tear him from his sack and set to work cleaning him slowly but with determination. His black fur confused her a little but when she saw the gold at the tips, she gasped in surprise, thinking of her own father Achilles. As she cleaned him more and saw the russet ears and marks above his eyes, her heart twisted with pride. He was a good size, though not quite as big as the first pup. She moved him beside his siblings and let out a long drawn out breath of relief. This had to be it, cause she didn't think she could it anymore. She might truly die.
Watching them eat, she smiled lazily, lowering her head to her paws. Her eyelids seemed to close of their own accord cause she didn't want to stop watching them. They were perfect angels. As she fell to the brink of sleep, she felt herself whisper the last pup's name. "My tears are for you, my angel Cassiel."
Zarah
female.9 years old.31in, 110#.born to AchillesxVega.sibling to Sidriel&Sirius.unable to imprint.casanova.mother to Cassiel, Samael, & Lailah.Corvus of Diveen
Lightning Queen
The Queen of Diveen. She may accept all challenges and block any steal. She is the sworn protector of the pack and all who reside here.
Thunder King
The Lightning Queen's mate and second-in-comman. He may accept any challenge and block all steals. He may accept new members. This position cannot be challenged for but is currently empty.
Whirlwind
This rank belongs to the closest advisor to the Lightning Queen. This wolf can block steals and accept new members. When there is no Thunder King, this rank may accept challenges. This rank cannot be challenged for.
Stormfront
These wolves are the protectors of the borders and are personal guards to the Lightning Queen. They may help to gauge new wolves and are essentially the domestic protector. In certain times they may be called upon to resolve domestic disputes, but generally they are tasked with watching the borders or staying close to the Lightning Queen. At times, information may need to be brought to the Stormfront who will personally deliver messages to the Lightning Queen.
Quake
The Quake is the lead warrior and in charge of the Tremors, who make up the brute force of the pack. This wolf is a protector of the borders and may accept new wolves. They may be called upon to help gauge a new member. They train the Tremors. Haze
The Haze is the head thief and secret keeper of the pack, charged with acting in the pack’s best interest and operating with a low profile. They train the Mists. They also act as a scout, relaying and finding out information. They work closely with the Tsunami. This wolf may block steals. Monsoon
The Monsoon is the lead healer and caregiver of the pack. They are tasked with healing wounds, assisting with births, and making sure that the pack remains happy and healthy both mentally and physically. They may also be called upon to boost morale through storytelling or other means. They train the Rains. Tsunami
The Tsunami is the lead diplomat and peacekeeper, tasked with protecting the pack from internal and external strife, as well as form treaties and ally with other packs in conjunction with the Lightning Queen and Whirlwind. They report directly to the Lightning Queen, and train the Tides. Blizzard
The Blizzard works closely with the Haze, but is more of an information gatherer. They may act as a thief at times, but are largely tasked with spying and scouting, reporting their findings to their superiors. Hurricane
The Hurricane is the head hunter of the pack. They train the Wind and organize pack hunts.
Rainbow
This wolf is the joker of the pack. Their job is to bring a smile to everyone's face and try to keep a light mood. They will be tasked with caring for pups and keeping an eye on them. They are the keeper of all types of fun and games for the pack. Gale
The Gale is concerned mostly with keeping track of the history of the pack, collecting stories and learning of events that might have happened long ago. They might tell history as stories to pups or create events in honor of those who have gone before.
Tremors
These wolves report to the Quake and make up the protectors and warriors of the pack.
Mists
The agents of the Haze, these wolves are tasked with maintaining order through more secretive means.
Tides
The Tides are diplomats and report to the Tsunami, they may be tasked with updating treaties or contacting allies.
Rains
These are the healers and caregivers of the pack, and they report to the Monsoon. They may be called upon as healers or babysitters. Winds
These are the hunters of the pack, responsible for feeding each member. They report to the Hurricane. Snows
These are the scouts of the pack, reporting to the Blizzard- they are involved with information gathering, both internal and external, and may be called upon as guerilla fighters of sorts should the time come.
Dusk
The general members of the pack, those who have not yet chosen a path or rank. However, they are still highly valued and may be called upon for other things.
Twilight
The apprentices of the pack, pups older than one who are in training.
Dawn
The innocence and the future of our pack.
Day
Esteemed guests of the pack.
Sun
Those allied with the pack, to be treated with respect and offered assistance.
Moon
Those who shine down upon us and guide us with their light.
Eclipsed
Those who have proven themselves enemies of the pack, they should not be trusted.
