Dragoncrest Cliffs the girl has always been half goddess, half hell

sorry for the wait! :0 also short post is bleh & short.

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There is a hollow thump followed by a sickening crunch from within the birthing den. The sound is reminiscent to Eske of snapping bones and the Cheka’s heart jumps to her throat, threatening to suffocate her as her throat closes and she takes a forceful, rough breath of air that is more struggle than it is anything. She swallows hard when she hears Wildfire’s mutters a constant repeat of the word “no” and she draws a terrifying conclusion: that the sickening crunch had ended one of the children’s life. “Wildfire?” Eske chokes out the flame kissed mother’s name. “What’s wrong? What happened?” Eske demands, her voice high pitched in alarm. “S-should I get someone?” Maybe Portia could help, for Eske does not know for sure that it was one of the children — perhaps Wildfire accidentally broke her paw …or something. Yeah, that was it. Portia could fix that, right?

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