Swiftcurrent Creek fold out your hands; give me a sign [birth]

the hurt of it all comes suddenly, white-hot and blinding. but it is, as all things are, temporary, and after a moment it clears and she gathers the strength to peer down at the two pups that nestle close to her, and despite herself, a small gasp escapes as she marvels in them.

her gaze moves to Adi's, dimly aware of his words, and for a moment her expression softens. "our children." she echoes, and for a moment it falls aware, the pain, physical and of grief, and she is allowed one moment of easy happiness. she wants to bask in this moment, but as the pain was temporary, so too is this. both will come in equal measure, though at times appearing to outweigh the other - but for this, it i worth it.