Blackfeather Woods AHHH! It's demons! Run Jim! Ruuuuun! Ruuuuun!
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Had wolves had an established concept about the days of the week and set month lengths, she might have seen the curse placed upon this particular day. But even without the stigma attached to this day, she felt an immense sense of dread as she hunkered down in the den. She had sent her children away. Koume and Kotake in particular, continued to linger with her, . Ganon had long since needed an excuse to leave the den, and her growing size provided the reason needed for him to finally leave.

With the space all to herself once more, she barricaded herself inside, for days before she was due. She performed cleansing rituals time and time again, in some last minute attempt to rid herself of any living spawn inside of her. She did not know what to expect for them — if they would be strange, twisted creatures or born dead, or would eventually go mad, but she knew that they would do nothing but pollute the pack rather than bless it. Her first litter, impulsive and irrational as they sometimes were, were accomplished. 

They all slid out of her easily enough. She came to realize that she would suffer little pain from this birth — oh no, the Gods wouldn't grant her that pain. Instead, she came to realize their misshapen bodies as she cleaned and moved them

There were four of them near her stomach, and one more pushing through her as she took a moment to stare down at them.

One whined, but its noises were twisted and gurgled, the result of a twisted jaw and throat. Another was on its back, flailing a black paw that was stuck pointing backwards. The third's eyes bulged painfully in its sockets, threatening to burst past the protective seal that covered newborns' eyes. And the fourth's spine was short, shorter than any pup's was supposed to be — he was not merely small, but stunted. She could hear the cries of the fifth as it crowned, and his noises filled her with dread at the realization that they were all born alive.

Potema pulled away from them, refusing to nurse any of them, even after the last, seemingly perfect pup, came out of her and landed amidst his older siblings. She cursed them with every breath she took, watching as they wriggled haphazardly . She did not even want to grace them with the dignity of being reabsorbed into her body. Too weak, too exhausted after the weeks carrying them, she tucked herself in a corner, as far from her spawn as possible.
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AHHH! It's demons! Run Jim! Ruuuuun! Ruuuuun! - by Potema - October 13, 2017, 09:05 PM
RE: AHHH! It's demons! Run Jim! Ruuuuun! Ruuuuun! - by Euron - December 04, 2017, 07:40 AM