Ankyra Sound a bruise upon the silent moon

last from me! sorry to stall this <3

she knew between her own pains that rosalyn brought forth sleeping children, and her heart broke for her wife. the pirate toiled in a tense world away from her, and firefly did not come. in spite of the four mouths pulling greedily at her belly, a sudden and stark loneliness blossomed coldly over the she-wolf, and as she lowered her muzzle to inspect each of her children again, tears sprang to her eyes.
caiaphas was a constant, a stalwart and brisk presence that watched over both she-wolves until it was over, and at the sound of a new, tiny cry, erzulie lifted her head with a start to look at the ruddy bundle gathered next to rosalyn. a fifth pup, perhaps smaller than her own, but no less strong. her words would not come — she merely lay a gentle gaze upon her lover as the seawitch spoke. 
shifting as close to rosalyn as she dared without disturbing the pups heaped beside her, the harlot looked toward the entrance of the den for firefly, but only once before exhaustion overtook her and she sought sleep.