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Ooc — Lauren
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welcome to the world @Apophis and @Asperas <3 i left order of birth and how they were birthed up to you two. just don’t kill mither :P

astara slept. whatever work had been done in the early hours, it was finished — and the blackbird was heavy in distant sleep. birds trilled and whittled at their cheery songs in the crisp midmorning air. around the copse, the scent of conifer and morning dew lingered.

slight slants of sunlight cut through the den, illuminating the edges of astara’s coat in wispy gold accents. along her slab-sided flanks, were two new souls born of ursus.

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true to her bloodline, astara's firstborn was an eerily silent child. drawn through the motions of new life by instinct, she lacked any of the rage, the shock, the joy of discovering the world.

this was not the only oddity of the corvid's second daughter; even at a glance, asperas was other.

unchild; revenant; changeling.

angular, serrated, more arachnid than child at first glance. the coil of her body was tense, predatory, lacking all the tenderness of vulnerable youth. no, asperas would never be that — could never be that. she was the moirai, weaving the blackened threads of fate; she was the erinyes, bringing scathing retribution to the sinners; she was the keres, feasting on the blood of the fallen. she was unseelie

and soon, the world would learn to fear her.
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at midnight he wasn't, but by dawn he was. apophis blinked into existence that morning without drama, the secondborn of the litter and second in other ways; there was little that was interesting about him at this stage and small for now he was easy to overlook. the dark cub with his eyes shut tightly closed and a wiggling little body felt out his mother's stomach hastily, but nothing else existed in his world for now except her, and so once he was comfortable and content he moved little, a tiny stone of a puppy, quiet and still if not for the slight rise and fall of his back as he breathed.
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Ooc — ebony
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this time, merrick stayed near.
he paced the rivenstone hallways of ursus; he prayed before the altar, he stalked and stalked and stalked near the denmouth.
ursus was silent, and none dared approach him, neckspun into tall spikes that promised agony for any who drew near.
in the black night he searched aimlessly for his red girl, who had never come back. and while he did not avoid the trail of his rogue-son, merrick would not tolerate him near — not yet.
teeth turned to sister might now turn toward newborn.
had he himself not almost killed aventus the hour of his birth?
he chanted to the bears until scarred lips were numb, until the light came and the den was silent.
the powerful loneliness descended upon him, crushing; he snuck closer, and closer still; slipping to belly.
no blood to baptize these ones, the cunning terrible dragons'-head of their sire looming over them, braving his weary blackbird's motherteeth to stare down at a round son and a child born of the god he did not know; the old ones that beat in the corvid's blood.
merrick laughed, the rustle of dry leaves.
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But Aventus was there all the same.

He remained on the far side of the moss-draped clearing, body entangled with trees entangled with shadows, and watched the dark mouth of the den and his father's razorbacked aspect endlessly haunting. Aventus knew better than to draw near, so chose to remain hidden, but the scent of blood and afterbirth and fever on the wind kept him close by. He didn't know whether the scents made him feel sick or hungry or both.

He was too distant for the sharp sweep of his ears to detect the mewling of the newborns, but hearing them or not, it made no difference in his plans. His traitorous sister had shown him there was no victory in standing against his blood, else he might have felt very differently; he brooded and burned in feeling blamed for her betrayal, rather than feeling bolstered for successfully defending his rank, as he felt he deserved. The black cloud of rancor swept through him on a daily basis, fuelling his spite for her and steeling his resolve to do better with these ones.

They would know him for the loyalist he was. They would see him as brother and as leader both. And in return they would have his regard, his ear, and his teeth until such a time as they lost the privilege of it, and if they turned on him as treacherous Avicus had, then they chose their own fate. Those two sniveling brats whose names he had never bothered to learn, he would have killed if given half a chance, but they were never Ursus. Never worthy, never his mother's kin. These were the blood of his blood. These were Ursus, and he would defend them so long as they never betrayed their family.

Turning from the shadows, the boy departed, keen to reinforce the borders against intruders and spread the word of the newest Bearberries.
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she remained unaware of those who lingered; merrick near and aventus far away. her two children — perfect as the last — were tucked between her elbows and thin flank; she, blackbird, curled ‘round them like the toothy oroboros.

her second daughter the first born, slipping into this world with a subtle ripple that forever changed the fabric of time. and her second son, second-born — a quiet and unassuming arrival that discretely disguised the coming of greatness.

to merrick’s laugh, only a twitch of her ear as she roved the endless threads of sleep; astara would not wake until afternoon when the height of her fever broke.

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