Neverwinter Forest The beams of first light [Birth (M)]

The mother held her firstborn close to her stomach - curling to protect him and only him. She did not want to hear the cries of her daughters as the father showed them the mercy Ondine could not provide. She could do nothing but wait for the father's return and rejoice at the birth of their first male. He seemed so strong... How did he do it? By just not knowing what was happening? Not hearing, seeing or understanding? Ondine tried to think of her time as a defenceless pup, but it was no use. Those days had been eaten by time, as if she had traded them for knowledge of greater importance.

The scent of blood and pirate found a way inside the den and the mother frowned. She let out a weak whine for Kjalarr - to come and support her instead of conversing with Maude. Ondine did not even question how the pirate had come here. She was too tired to care, too weak to do anything but let her firstborn suckle and sleep.