Bring Tears to my Eyes
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This is a read only of Layla's miscarriage. No one is allowed to reply except for Saluce with his reaction to the post. After that it will be locked. Sorry if this post sucks though. This is my first time doing this and I'm not used to this either XD. WC: 1,019 {10 points}

Layla had been waiting for this day for months now. It was finally time to bring her new life into the world. The mistress couldn’t believe this day was finally here. She could feel the pain her chest increasing as the little ones’ journey out to the world began. The black and white she wolf had remained in her optime form the whole time she was pregnant. Her chest had continued to grow over the span of the a few months. The pain had only began to increase in the past couple days. The pushing began and she was ready to give birth to her first litter.

Layla and her mate had been preparing for this day and couldn’t wait to see what their pups would look like. The mistress continued to pray that one of the pups looked just like her mate. Since she was still in her optime form, she laid flat on her back on the mattress the couple moved downstairs to prepare for the winter. Even though the mattress was comfortable, the pain was taking away from her ability to enjoy it. Her hair flowed out to the edges of the mattress as she kept her eyes on her mate. The feathers laid out to the side as her body took the right position. Her tail was tucked away between her legs as her eyes closed half way. The pain was coming again in waves and her mind blanked off from reality. All she could think about at that moment was the future; a future with her love and her new pups. Her mind was brought back from her daydream when she could feel the pain gradually increase. This constant change in the pain level continued over the time she was laying there. The pain and discomfort of the moment was seen in her eyes as the tip of her tail stood up. They were coming.

After what seemed like hours to Layla, she could feel the need to push. Long grunts of pain followed by some growls resulted in her attempt to push the pups out of her body. It was a long and painful process, but as long as she had the behemoth by her side, she knew she would be able to get through it. The mistress continued to lay on her back and push as hard as she could. Even with her attempts, it was still taking the pups a while to make their way out of her chest. It was like they wanted to stay in her womb and never see the outside world. Her hand pressed hard against the sides of the mattresses as she continued to fight off the pain. It just kept coming as her mind continued to tell herself to push harder; although, no matter how hard she tried, they would not come out. The black and white she wolf pushed as hard as she could, continuing to grunt with each attempt. She hoped they would make their appearance soon.

Finally the sac containing her newborn pups emerged from her chest and fell to the bed. She asked Saluce to get her a blanket while her motherly instincts took over. The mistress fought against her chest pains and turned her body so she was facing the sac. She ignored the fact that the mattress was now wet from the fluids around the sac as well as some blood stains mixed in. She pulled the slippery object onto the mattress and cracked it open to free her pups from their prison. Once they were freed, the black and white she wolf too the time to clean each individual pup. They were all so beautiful and knew they were grow up to be healthy and strong wolves. There were 3 all together and Layla would not stop until all the pups were cleaned and warm. After the pups were cleaned, she moved them towards her chest so they could get their first meal. Now that she was released from the chest pains, she began to shift to her lupus form. She could feel her body change and soon she was back to her natural form. The wolfess laid on her side and waited on the pups now.

Because Layla was so caught up in the moment, she hadn’t realized the horror of it all. The pups were not moving. From the moment they were released from the sac, their fate was sealed. All three pups were still borns and born dead. The new mother raised her head and folded her ears down as she nudged the dead pups. She didn’t want this. It was the worst thing that could happen to a mother. The mistress rolled back up on her stomach and gently nudged the little ones; they still weren’t moving. There were no sounds coming from their mouths and no twitch of their body. Tears began to form in the female’s eyes as she continued to try and get her pups to move. It was obvious now that the pups were not going to move. She kept her gaze over her lost litter in shock. How could this have happened? She and the behemoth were so excited about this litter and now it was breaking her heart to see that none of them made it to her side. She couldn’t look anymore at the sight. The she wolf lowered her head to the other side as the tears began to flow out of her eyes. Her heart was broken and her soul was dying away. Here was the creation of her and her mate’s work, laying dead before them. Layla would lay her little ones to rest later, but for now, her heart was bleeding. Her tear filled eyes turned to her beloved mate, seeking comfort from his arms. ”Th…they’re dead… How could this have happened…?” She turned her body, pushing her head into his chest; her tears staining his fur. Her tail curled around her back legs as she laid her head in his lap, just wishing for the night to pass away with her stillborns.

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Nervous, the only word or emotion that could describe the gray warrior at this time. Maybe it was due to him being around other pregnancies or having experience with friends becoming or not becoming parents but some part of him hoped everything went okay. The worst thing that could happen would be losing both his mate and their litter of pups . This new species these “werewolves” didn’t have the advent of human technology and sterile environments that helped to curtail the death rates associated with the great act of life. If he had known tonight would be the night he would have maybe tried to find someone to be her wet nurse, someone to help her, because for all his fine points of being a man, this was not a situation he was very good at.


For the moment Saluce had prepared what he could, various towels, pillows and other assorted comfort items. Warm water, cold drinking water, but that was all he could do for now. He couldn’t take the pain from her, couldn’t make the process quicker, only just offer support and fight to work out that he was helping in some small capacity as things progressed. This wasn’t his moment it was hers, so he could only observe, his moments would come later in their lives when he would teach and provide for them and then have to let them leave as well.


Then the moment came, his eyes sat and watched his form unable to help in this process even as she took care of most of it. He almost wanted to cry out in joy but there wasn’t anything right, he spied the wrongness of it from the moment they emerged. Saluce didn’t dare say anything, didn’t dare deny her the few short moments of happiness she had before she too would realize the problem. For a few short moments his gut churned, and he fought the urge to vomit. He wasn’t repulsed by Layla, it was the smell of death that hit his nose. And for being around death as much as he it shouldn’t have bothered him, but this time it was his own children, their children that had died. And for now he was speechless, couldn’t form words to comfort her as the slow realization began to spread across her beautiful face. No tears came from his face, just the sad somber look of sadness.


For a few short moments he didn’t move as he stood above her, unable to really formulate any action to do to or anything to speak. Her appeal to him was met with a soft shrug, he didn’t know the answers to her questions, he was worthless to her at the moment. He could have said it was normal for a women’s first litter to either be still birthed or miscarriage but he couldn’t say that to her. What was normal for their dead children, normal not this, this wasn’t normal at all. Slowly his form turned, as if to walk out, the step toward the door stopped as quickly as he started it. If he abandoned her now he wouldn’t be worth anything. For him the surge of blame came forth, was it his fault? His seed that produced dead children or her womb, such thoughts didn’t deserve any time but they came anyway. But that foot slowly turned back as his form shrank down to land on all fours. The massive wolf jumped up onto the bed and gave her a lick for a kiss across her muzzle before lying down, resting his head atop hers. He wouldn’t offer any words because there wasn’t anything to say about it. He could only offer his warmth and support as her emotions ran wild.


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