Haunted Wood New life is just around the corner. [m]

The sun was barely rising and the dark woman could feel her pregnancy nearing an end, the non stop kicking would soon be replaced by the pains of motherhood and she welcomed them with open arms. Now Serem knew she had to make her way to her den and with each step; the need to birth them became greater. Luckily she made it and the female laid down; her breathing growing heavier as the labor pains increased. Soon the earthy smells of her den would be replaced by the metallic smell of blood as well as child birth.

Serem took a deep breath and began to try pushing out the first pup. Her small cries filled the den as the young pup slid from her body and Serem instinctively tore the sack containing it with her teeth and nudging and licking the tiny thing until it took its first breath. As she was cleaning she took note of the pups gender and she had a little girl. Before naming her child the raven knew she was having more as the pains that subsided for a bit returned and she'd start the process over again.

The second pup to be born was bigger than the first but only slightly and the new mother opened the next sack that encased her young and boy the chord that connected them to her body. This time it was a male. She licked him clean and set him on the path towards her stomach and she waited to see if the pains would come back but they never did. She was left with two.

It all happened so fast and the young pup had no idea what had happened. First she was warm and swaddled next to her brother and shen she was cold and starving. Clinging to the air that filled her tiny little lungs and she knew right away that she wanted to go back. She felt a small push and now the smell hitting her nose was just the milk and she was now up against something warm and inviting and all she could do was suckle and drift off to sleep. However soon she was joined by another and she snuggled against him for warmth as well while she slept.

MOVE BITCH, GET OUT OF THE WAY, GET OUT OF THE WAY BITCH, GET OUT OF THE WAY

for the prince of terror, the new pain in your ass, has arrived. As soon as he wiggled his way over to his mother's tits, he'd grab onto the first one he felt with his lips, even shoving his poor sister if necessary with an itty bitty unconscious bitch slap. And man was he hungry.

He had been awoken by the sound of his sisters cries. He knew what had happened by the time he got to the mouth of her den and the brute wondered if soon another would smell of the same and it would be his children born to the forest he resided and it got him hoping that what he and @Vanity did would result in that.

He heard the gently whimpers of puppies and poked his head in to see his sister nursing little ones. Motherhood suited her very well and he watched as she glowed. "They are beautiful hermana"

Just a cameo

She silently ghosted the expectant mother as her due date ran ever closer.
She wouldn't let her friend from her sight, even in the clutches of the woods.
When Serem made to her den, Vanity hung back, letting her settle before she took a post. 

She didn't get too close should Serem get distracted and distressed by her presence.
She waited, listening to the sounds of success.
She'd dreaded the sounds of mourning for so long, and she was proud of Serem.
Hashut came, and she tilted her head, warning him that she may be agitated. Last thing she wanted to do was break Hashut away from Serem's clutches.

Begrudgingly, Tzila pulled herself out from the comfort and darkness of her shadows, to slip forth into the light. She knew Serem's time was near, and the other females in the pack couldn't be that far behind. It was with a haughtily held head, that she prided herself among being the few who had not become swollen with the seed of a male. She couldn't be tied down by parenthood. Not with the...options she was considering.

It was only for Serem's sake, did she arrive at the denning area. She made her appearance silently, seemingly detached and aloof to those around her. She knew better than to get close, and situated herself well away from the entrance to the new mother's den. The smell of afterbirth and new life confirmed what had transpired here today. She had little interest in meeting the cubs, if ever. Knowing that her simple presence and the traces of her scent would be enough to let Serem know she was here, Tzila would linger just a little while longer.

Serndibite watched from the shadows. She acknowledged the event and then left. She was hungry, and had no time for sentimental nonsense.

She watched and listened as her packmate came around. As her brother looked in she was hostile at first but eased up only slightly. Once everyone departed she curled around her children and fell asleep with them.