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When there were no longer the pained breaths of labor, the woman about lunged forward to the mouth of the den to observe the aftermath of the young mother’s struggles. She had felt helpless sitting outside of the den rather than assisting in the delivery, much like how she had felt when Nayru had given birth inside her home. But she could be there as a support, she reasoned. She could at least try and help after the birth, ensure the mother was fed, retrieve whatever she needed to calm the lingering pains. On anxious paws X’yrin danced in front of the den, leaving Saluce to entertain the pups as she sought to assist Kiara.
But when a spot of white muzzle emerged from the den, she lept back to allow the mother out. Her tail was in a frenzy as she admired the glow of birth surrounding the white female and whined at the tired smile on her face. Excitedly, she circled around her patchwork family sounding her joy in yips and short-lived howls before nearly toppling into the young mother as she ran to her and buried her muzzle into the white scruff of her neck.
“Hello dear mother!” she exclaimed, burying her muzzle deeper into birth-scented fur. “Congratulations. And welcome to the new life that has come into this world by your commendable efforts. The day shall smile upon you, as will many more that come. Truly you are blessed by the ancestors, my friend.” She felt a little nudge on the back of her leg by a tiny wet nose inquiring what had happened. What had the Alphess so excited like this, those little dark eyes wished convey as they looked from one female to the other. Withdrawing from white fur X’yrin looked down to Salvador and smiled, knowing he was too young to understand but none the less shared the excitement with him. “This female has children, just like you. Little ones that will grow and one day you will get to play with. You and your elder brother and sister. Isn’t that wonderful?”