Chimera Fields burn

AW, but strangers might be munched

Hokulani never managed to make it to the hunt. The cramps that began a week prior had persisted and forced her into a bedridden state only a few days later. By then she had thankfully found herself a suitable enough den under the roots of a long gone tree. It had likely been dug out by a coyote a year or so prior from the smell, but she couldn't be picky.

Today the pain was worse than ever. She had shut herself away entirely, growling at anything and everything that came near. She felt like she was dying, or at the very least going to be torn straight open. Hokulani knew better though; her body spoke to her well enough that she didn't need to be told what was happening to her. They had waited long enough, her pups were ready to meet her.

Groaning, she gritted her teeth and reminded herself of what was to come. She would have something to care for, something to build. Her children would prove what she had to offer the world.

A sharp pain that made her legs numb and finally she wailed; loud enough to be heard territories over certainly, announcing the new arrivals.