Whitefish River There's not much comfort in this place; I'll keep you safe

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There wasn't much time before the pain returned, stealing her breath and forcing her eyes to shut as tight as they could while she tried to make it through the contraction. It passed, and she released a harsh breath. She heard the arrival of a few of her packmates, smiling a little at Reiko's loud appearance. But fairly quickly, she was saddled with another wave of pain, this one bringing her up from the ground a little as she felt the sudden urge to push. She didn't want to worry anyone, so she tried to hide how much it hurt, but when the pain returned again and she began to push even harder, a small whine fell from her before she could stop it. She was too concentrated on her task then to really mind, though; she was granted very little time between the last contraction and the next, and she soon found her focus completely on the pain and pushing, and then there was a second puppy (@Acheron). She quickly cleaned him and once she heard his soft cries, she picked him up and set him next to his brother. He was white like Charon, and she wondered if he would look more like his father as he grew older. She settled back down and watched them nurse, glancing up at Emrik and offering him a tired smile so he wouldn't worry.

She had even less time before the pain returned, and she sat up again, tightly closing her eyes and breathing through each wave of pain. Everytime she felt a contraction starting she knew it would hurt, but she never got used to the pain. Each time hurt just as much as the time before, so after multiple very hard pushes delivered the third puppy, her energy began to wane. Still, she worked quickly to free her first daughter (@Spica) from her sac and cleaned her until she heard her cry. Then, she gently picked her up and placed her next to her brothers. She nuzzled each one, glad that so far, everyone seemed perfectly healthy. 

As tired as she was, she still pulled herself up from the ground fairly quickly when the pain started again. She had just began to think that maybe she was done, but the new wave of pain told her differently. She looked to the three previously nursing pups apologetically, feeling guilty that she had jostled them. Her guilt was quickly forgotten as more pain moved through her body, and soon she was pushing again. After a few more taxing pushes, her fourth child was born (@Syrma). Speedy cleaned and nuzzled her until she heard the cry she had been waiting for and then picked her up and placed her next to her sister before settling back down. Her two daughters looked almost identical, both a pretty slate grey color that darkened on their feet, noses, and ears with white going from their chests to their stomachs. She admired them all again, reveling in their little sounds and glad they were alive and doing well so far. She had feared the worst throughout her pregnancy, and she as beyond thankful that everything had gone okay.

She wasn't sure if she was done yet; only time would be able to answer that for her. But, she was pretty exhausted at this point, and she wasn't sure she could muster up the energy to deliver anymore pups. She curled tighter around the four newborns and rested her head on her paws, offering Emrik a weak smile and looking at him through heavy eyelids. Thanks for staying, she murmured.