Golden Glade Notre Famille [The Birth]

The first one was dead. There were no tears nor was there grief for Eden had used all of hers long before the contractions began. Soon after the birth of the tiny girl (she had Alyssum's innocent grace, but her form was contorted into something unrecognizable) came another force, and as Eden bent down to clean the sac from the young boy, it became clear that he was just as lifeless as the other. This was it; this was her punishment. For the time in which she abused her duties within the faith, her penance was the lives of her children, or so the stark maiden was convinced.
This one held a clear resemblance to Amari—the brother since forgotten. A gentle nose moved his deformed framed to the side of his sister where he would remain until they had a proper burial. Yes, a proper burial held by the Priestess, and there would be flowers for each breath taken.
Another contraction and a harsh period of pushing brought forth another tiny dame, yet within her thrived the breath of the Beings. Eden licked the sac away from the grey frame of the child and nudged her to suckle at her bosom. A silent prayer was made (one of thanks and hope alike) but it wasn't long until another demon arose from her womb. Anger washed over the young mother as she tore him away from her body and tossed him along with the rest.
Finally, the last baby boy of the brood came forth with screams and spunk as soon as his first breath was taken. Eden smiled and laughed as he happily found a nipple to suckle on, but then her attention was pushed back to the pile of corpses which had formed beside her. When @Sylvas Streiter arrived, she wouldn't hide them. He deserved to see what she'd done. The same went for @Heartha as well. If they wished to come in, Eden would be glad to allow them a quick introduction to the two live babes, but she wouldn't acknowledge the price paid for her own neglect.