Swiftcurrent Creek Together we're lost in a dream.

@Talos, your turn! Then @Constantine can come see.  :D

As she expected, her next child was eager not to be left behind. Durnehviir jerked upward when a particularly sharp wave of pain caused her to yip in surprise, likely unlatching the trio that nursed from her, and leaned awkwardly over them to set about tending to her abused lady parts. She nipped at the matted, blood-stained fur around her thighs and squirmed through the discomfort, before slumping tiredly onto her elbows with a grunt.

From her came an ebony babe, considerably larger in comparison to its littermates - and thus, Durnehviir lazily assumed this one to be male. Exhausted, she struggled to pull herself together and tend to the fourth puppy, who wailed in protest as she gripped him between her jaws and placed him between her trembling forelimbs to be cleaned.

A new day began to dawn by the time she held all of her offspring close to her, tucked in a neat row alongside her as she snuggled herself around them, muzzle and tail draped protectively over their frames. She closed her eyes and fought the desire for sleep, lifting her muzzle only long enough to beckon her mate to meet his children with a soft woof.