Northstar Vale if it be granted

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in time, tamar forgot herself.

in time, the pain grew too great.

in waves, it rippled along her spine and neck; it sundered her hips. the struggle of writhing went on as tamar felt herself breaking.

as the sun fell, panic gripped her. the agonies had abated if only for now, and she on shaking legs sought water and succor before they began again. 

faster; faster; tamar did not believe she had ever been in such pain.

the night fell. 

the children did not come.

by now tamar was beside herself, incoherent with the crushing roil of pain. dawn paled outside the den and turned the light filtering through the leaves of the saffron grove to scarlet glow.

too exhausted now to do more than moan softly into the furs of her bed, tamar felt the telltale pressure above her tailbone and lay on her side, the white-hot band of anguish squeezing down and down and down, until she too bore down, delivering first @Saleem and then @Sylianos in a rush of blood and fluid.

two sons! two boys! her muzzle sought between her quivering sodden thighs for first one and then the other, cleaning their cauls, listening for their breaths, even as her body continued to contract for the expulsion of the afterbirth.

two boys.

tamar's head fell back against the furs with a sigh of relief and delirious delight, both boys tucked against her belly