Redhawk Caldera and a happy new year [birth]

I'll be posting with Phox on January 1st (the day this post is forward-dated to). Other Firebirbs and whoever else wants to stop by is welcome!

This was not her first (or even her second) rodeo. The sensations were the same she had felt two years ago, and again last year. She had no way of knowing if they were Peregrine's or Kaizer's children, but she would do whatever she had to in order to keep them alive and well. In the cramped den, in the wee hours of the morning, she panted and moaned, pushing out one after another after another until she was exhausted and thought she couldn't go on. Then she pushed out a sixth babe, and felt herself slipping into a sleep that she would not wake from. They had taken their toll on her small body, and Fox lay lifeless, growing colder with each passing minute. The last of her body heat would keep them alive long enough for somebody to discover them.