Angels on the Moon

Pixie Frost · 11-13-2010, 06:08 PM

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I’m soooo sorry about that mishap. D: Pixie’s keeping her distance.
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You normally wouldn’t find Pixie resting. She was an up-and-about sort of person who didn’t like to be sitting around while excitement went on. But her back was still sore from the tattoo she had gotten two days ago, and after coming back from hunting, she had found Magic laying the frost-covered grass in front of the manor. Being a horse, and a stallion at that, Magic was constantly standing, even to rest. But it seemed to be that kind of day, for both him and Pixie, and now the blue-gray wolf was resting against him with her cloak draped over her, serving its original purpose as a blanket. Her guitar rested in her lap, and her hat that she normally wore on sunny days was covering her eyes.

She was sleeping soundly when Ghita had her first contraction on the porch; if her eyes were open, Pixie would have clearly seen the older fae’s muscles spasm. Magic certainly did; never fully asleep, he raised his head in alarm as the heavily pregnant female cried out. Pixie felt him move, but didn’t stir, instead groaning and rolling over so that her back was facing the manor.

It wasn’t until Ghita had gone into the living room and several others had joined her that Magic finally stood up, causing Pixie’s head to hit the ground hard and wake her up. “Ouch,” she growled, reluctantly sitting up and rubbing the sore spot on her head. “That hurt like a mother…” She drifted off, not finished her curse as she heard the commotion inside the manor. Still irritable, but curious to see what was going on, she put her guitar, cloak, and hat next to the fence surrounding the manmade structure and walked towards the front door.

Quietly she slipped inside, her bare feet barely making any noise as she slowly walked down the hall towards the living room, where everyone seemed to be. She heard a voice speak in Italian, a language she did not know, but made her even more curious as to what was going on. Surprise overcame her when she walked through the door to find several wolves, including Savina, crowded around Ghita, who was in the process of giving birth to slimy bundle of fluid and guts. Pixie had never actually seen her own mother give birth to all those litters; Wildflower had only let Pixie’s older sisters anywhere near her when she was in labor. So the sight of a pup coming out of…that place…was a little startling for the young woman to see. But she quickly got over the initial shock and stood in awe at what she was witnessing.

When the newborn boy had completely entered the world, she herself entered the room and stood behind the others, whom she had a feeling were part of Ghita’s family, and therefore she shouldn’t intrude. Nevertheless, she couldn’t resist saying brightly, “Congratulations,” before sitting down on one of the couches and waiting to see if more pups would be arriving.

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