Swiftcurrent Creek cause tonight it's just fire alarms and losing you [m]

It was difficult to stay still as her lover struggled, energy dangerously low with effort still required to bring yet more pups into the world. She had already birthed four pups, that was a lot, and Rosalie worried about how many could be left. Time ticked at a crawl, making the woman antsy. Crushing the growing need to pace, Lie’s tail twitched instead. Swishing in the dirt every other second.

The arrival of yet another pale child was met with less excitement and more worry as Alessia belatedly cleaned and cared for the child. Her less animated appearance digging at Rosalie, she couldn’t stop a small whimper as it bubbled at her lips.

Near the entrance of the den she lowered herself to a lying position, holding her body ridged as she waited with bated breath. Ready to help at any moment. With what seemed like hours later, Alessia squirmed once more and yet another child makes their appearance. The dark woman’s desperate plea break’s Lie’s heart, she tells herself it’s because of Alessia’s weak form and not for the — wrong — name called. The brute moves swiftly to help his mate, and Lie can feel the niggle at the back of her brain once more. The inclination that — she shouldn’t be here. Clenching her jaw and tightening her muscles for all their worth, it takes all of Lie’s strength to remain in her current spot.