The discomfort was just getting near that precipice of actual pain by the time the sun was setting. She was breathing a little harder and feeling even a little nauseas as she made her way back to the den. She hoped Arkane would be near by cause she felt like she might need him this time. She had no healers so he was the closest thing she had, unless a dead healer can send a whisper to Beltane or something. That might be helpful. Otherwise, she'd have to hope Arkane didn't want her seriously injured or something while birthing his children. This was halfway his fault, after all. She sighed, waddling the best she could toward the den. When she got closer, she called out, hoping Arkane was close. Then she set to work nesting. She gathered up all the soft stuff she'd been collecting, making a bed of sorts before she let herself flop down on top of it.

She didn't stay down long though. The contractions started and she groaned as the first one rolled through her. She got up, pacing the den until Arkane showed up and then she took turns glaring in his general direction and pacing some more. Every once in a while, she'd lay down for a break, growling when more contractions hit. The contractions got closer together. "Ugh, I hate this part." She moaned. And then it was time to push. She squeezed her eyes shut and cried out as the first pup made its way into the world. Panting, she reached over quickly to tear him from his sack, licking him clean before setting him by her side. She took a moment to admire his black and white coat, not even caring that he didn't have a dash of red on him. He was still a glowing baby boy and more importantly, alive and healthy. She'd take that any day.

She smiled up at Arkane, tears of happiness glistening in her eyes. "He's beautiful. You should name him." She wanted him to feel involved. This was her first boy and she wanted him to have the honors. All too soon though, the magic was broken as another contraction hit her. Groaning as it rolled through, she clenched her jaw and closed her eyes, breathing heavily. She knew it was time to push again. Growling, she started pushing, only to hear another pup slide out into the world. Opening her eyes again, she reached out to tear the pup from her sack, noting that she was smaller than the boy but thankful for a healthy puppy anyway. A girl. She took in the mostly white fur, her gaze darting to Arkane as if to say "you're responsible for this." But her eyes sparked with approval of the russet markings. Probably more markings of an Angel than a Demon but a beautiful baby girl, none the less. She leaned over, licking the girl clean before placing her near her brother. Avery was slower this time, the ache really setting in but more contractions were building. Was she not done yet?

She forced a smile as she looked at the girl, not wanting them to know anything but love, no matter her pain level right now. "Ontari." She felt herself whispering. "Her name shall be Ontari." She glanced at Arkane, as if for approval, though her mind was already made up. A short cry left her lips though as a bigger contraction rolled through. More pushing, it is. She tried not to disturb the pups as she pushed yet again, clenching her jaw and closing her eyes. After what felt like eternity, another pup slid to the ground. She tore him from his sack, noting that he was the biggest pup so far, but only by a small amount. Another boy, too. Indeed, this was her second chance. Two boys and one girl. She cleaned the last boy, taking in his pitch black coat. She could swear she was seeing a different shade to it but the sun was going down and that didn't leave a lot of light to see him by. She was proud, none the less. She smiled as she set him with the other two, noting with relief that the contractions seemed to be slowing.

She looked at Arkane. "Look at you, stud. You made two boys and a girl this time. I think your last son...should be Apollyon. Don't you?" Her brow lifted, almost daring him to disagree. He might not like naming their children after a demon. But she was the mother and what she says, goes, right? Unless he wanted to be the one doing all this incessant pushing next time. Now she remembered why she wasn't in such a hurry to pop out pups all the time. Speaking of...she felt exhausted. Sighing, she laid her head down, but she couldn't stop staring at the three beautiful pups at her side. They were perfect. She smiled. "We did good, Arkane. We did....good..." Her voice trailed off as her eyes closed and soon her breaths fell in a deep rhythm.