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@Serem Babies! @Arwen @Leshen

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It was late. Her children seemed to like freeloading inside her too much, and Vanity would let them if her body didn't require them to be pushed out. It hurt, bad. She ached and whined, paced often. Eating felt like too much effort and poor Hashut was trying his best to look after her.

At last, during the deepest night and the skies seemed blank and still, she finally laid down, the pains increasing as she heaved, struggling to bring life to the world. She winced, and there was a moment of relief. Her first was born. As black as the night, Arwen lay. Vanity licked her, knowing she had to make her breathe. She nudged and pushed her wet body, and she heard that first squeak and knew she'd be ok. 
Vanity laid down again, pulling Arwen to her belly gently and got ready for her next.
The next was short and quick like it was booted out by her son. But this pup was small, twisted. Dead. Deformed. She stared at it, then Arwen's persistent cries brought her back to her care.
She pushed again, working hard for her last child.
Leshen was soon born, squirming. She knew he was alive and quickly helped him to breathe properly. She smiled softly, holding her newborns close. Looking towards the slit of skyline, the sun was already gracing the clouds with it's warmth.