Thunder Dome DO NOT come near me

@Glaukos, for Iris Hope!

Pali woke in the early minutes of the morning with a trembling sensation taking over her body. Her mind knew exactly what it was and she went into maternal bitch mode. She was having contractions. She pushed some things around in the nursery den, where she was the only one at the moment, as Meyls kids lived with her in the Alfa's den, before going back to her nest and laying on her side. She didnt want anyone in the den with her right now and if anyone tried to come in, even Meylodi, she would bite.

skipping over the actual birthing stuff

Some time later, Pali lie in her den, with three tiny puppies at her belly. Her first born, a white furred boy with black and brown markings on his body and face, was actually her smallest. He looked so helpless. Pali decided to name him @Isaiah Fox.

Then her second child, a girl, slightly bigger than her brother. She looked just like a miniature version of herself, brown base with black markings, and Pali loved it. She named her after her sister, who was named Hope, by naming the girl Iris Hope.

Then lastly another little boy, but the biggest of the litter. He had markings like the young man Pali remembered mating with. White base with that faded brown mask on his face. And then black on his body, like both the parents had. One of his paws was all black and had like a lightning shape to it, so she decided to name him @/Lightning Paw

"Welcome to the world little ones." She murmured and then settled herself around her young.

The girl arrived as a bundle of plush gold fur, slick and dark at first, and after nesting against her mother's belly for a time she dried and seemed to soften. She did not make a sound for a long time, seemingly content to sit between her siblings; it wasn't until she grew hungry that her little mouth opened. She squeaked, or something close to that, before shuffling nose-first against the coarse hair of Pali's rotund belly. The squirming took a lot out of little Iris, who calmed and stilled only when she ran out of energy. She was new to the world and did not have the endurance yet to handle it, but that would change quickly enough.

He came first into the world, pushed from safety into the cold unknown. Isaiah pried at the air to go back - go back! But the familiarity of his once home never came and he found himself somewhere known but new. A soft whimper, and then, the quiet as he felt the press of his sister against him, and he nuzzled back into her. The smell of his brother soon joined them, too, and his little heart stilled with a feeling of rightness and peace - or as right as it could be in this strange new world.

His little belly rumbled, and with paws still too big, Isaiah Fox kneaded his mother's belly alongside his younger siblings. Tiny gums latched on, and sought to drink deeply of the milk she gave.

Man, what a ride!

LP slips from his mother with an inglorious thump, and comes out cooing, once she clears the fluid from his mouth. He's spitting and laughing where cries usually came, the whirlwind and pain of the delivery totally lost on him. Yeah, let's do it again!

He rather finds himself lifted rather rudely off the ground and put down somewhere to snuggle up and rest. LP wrestles around instead, wriggling against his sister and snuffing about her face. She is just as wriggly and squirmy as him -- all right!

But soon she is stilling, and only then, a sweet scent hits him. Mmm wonderful, and something he wants! LP's got no name for it, but when he jabs his nose against ma's soft belly, he finds it sure enough. Flooding his mouth and filling him up with everything good. He suckles until he is exhausted and falls asleep with a milky drool dribbling down his jaw.

This life already ain't half that bad.

All three of her babies were nursing with ease and Pali continued to lick them until they fell asleep. She then called for @Meylodi, ready for the alfa queen to meet her babies. Void would be welcomed later but right now it was only Meyl that she sought.

Having just gone through her children's birth the week before, Meylodi was quite aware of birth-scent. One could say, hyper-aware. It flooded her nose, locked itself into her memory as one she would never forget. 

She heard a call, a tiny chorus of whimpers and yips, and came, poking her head into the nursery. Ya callin' fer me? her voice was quiet.

Pali, exhausted but full of joy, nodded and smiled. "Look at them Meylodi." She said with love in her voice. "I have 3 wonderful babies. Just a week younger than yours." She said with a smile.

Meylodi looked very happy. Aye, she nodded. Her tail wagged happily, thumping on the ground with a mighty plume of loose dirt. Jus' a wee bit younger, not by much, ya. They gonna play toge'her, ain't they? Friends from birth, no? How fun! No' e'en I had t'at as a wolflin'.

Pali chuckled as Meyl called herself as a pup a 'wolfling'. It was a creative term. "I'm sure they will play together. Once they've all opened their eyes and begun to walk."