When River woke, it was pitch dark.
She blinked, sluggishly coming realize that every part of her ached as if she had been in a fight or had taken a great fall. The air, too, seemed just as stiff, laden with the smell of blood and bodily secretions that her brain (temporarily) could not decipher. But it was not the stagnant permeation of scents or the dull throbbing of her body that she became most aware of.
It was the writhing at her belly; the squirming along the fringes of her underside that she felt most intensely.
The feeling of pups suckling. Of tiny bodies thriving.
River's memory of the day ebbed and flowed, coming and going just as her consciousness did. She couldn't even stay awake long enough to count how many were latched. And though she was also aware of someone else there in den, she could not muster the strength to wonder about them too long before she was away again — exhausted from the ordeal, spent beyond repair, for the time being.
It would be many hours more before she could recall the event in full, let alone greet the lives she had brought into the world.
She blinked, sluggishly coming realize that every part of her ached as if she had been in a fight or had taken a great fall. The air, too, seemed just as stiff, laden with the smell of blood and bodily secretions that her brain (temporarily) could not decipher. But it was not the stagnant permeation of scents or the dull throbbing of her body that she became most aware of.
It was the writhing at her belly; the squirming along the fringes of her underside that she felt most intensely.
The feeling of pups suckling. Of tiny bodies thriving.
River's memory of the day ebbed and flowed, coming and going just as her consciousness did. She couldn't even stay awake long enough to count how many were latched. And though she was also aware of someone else there in den, she could not muster the strength to wonder about them too long before she was away again — exhausted from the ordeal, spent beyond repair, for the time being.
It would be many hours more before she could recall the event in full, let alone greet the lives she had brought into the world.
June 20, 2024, 02:42 AM
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Thyme moved under the cover at night, he had slept most through the day and was too alert to really sit still. He didn't want to be too stationary, especially as a lone wolf. The male continued his way, though he might return to this valley. His eyes were set on the mountains ahead, curious what would lie behind it. Thyme had decided that he would go there. He had a quick drink at the lake before continuing his way.
The scent of blood reached his nose and he was briefly surprised at it. It also got him curious as he tracked it down. It would probably get him in trouble, unless it was someone needing his help. He was on alert in case he would need to make a run for it. He didn't see anything yet as he dared closer. It was not just blood, there were other scents in mixed as well. Birth? But-- The male frowned. Had he trespassed into a territory? It couldn't be, he was always respectful of borders. His mother taught him that.
The loner curiously crept closer to the den where the scent came from. His body low to the ground. He found the entrance a little ahead of him. Maybe he shouldn't intrude... But... what if she needed help? It was something he hadn't seen before, a birth in neutral territory.
H-Hello?,his voice spoke softly. The last thing he wanted was to scare someone. He did keep some distance from the entrance.
Do you need.... a-assistance?
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