Swiftcurrent Creek But the light faded out like flames always do {birth thread}

He bolted towards the den when she called to him, freezing in the doorway as pain twisted her features. He didn't step any farther into the den, not wanting to upset her while she gave birth to their second child; it was the least he could do. Just like when Alessia gave birth earlier in the spring, he felt helpless watching her in pain, knowing he couldn't do anything about it. 

Their second child was finally born, and Kavik watched as she cleaned it. Fear began to creep through his veins as he waited for the cries that never came. He took another step inside when he realized that their second born was gone, a wave of grief stealing his breath for a few moments. But, like her, he had little time to process anything, his attention switching to Rosalie as it became clear she was working on delivering their third child. 

Silently, he waited, offering his presence as support and knowing it would do nothing to make this easier for her. The crying that soon followed the birth of their third had him releasing some of the tension that had started to build with a quiet exhale of breath. When she cleaned the pup and pulled it close to start nursing with their first born, he slowly padded over. Overcome with pride and relief, he reached down and nuzzled her, careful not to linger too long. Then he walked over to their departed child, closing his eyes for a few moments before reaching down to gather her gently in his jaws. Unless Rosalie protested, he would carry the pup out and bury her next to her siblings who had also been robbed of their life too soon.