Puppies Pic! Dated the 3rd. Try #2
Hotaru was ready. There was no question about it. The blind female had been pregnant for over sixty days and just wanted to be done with the whole thing. Her back, ankles, and certain female glands ached like crazy. On top of that, she was incredibly moody and hated not being in control of herself. Hotaru sat on her bed, resting quietly as she closed her eyes. Having them closed didn't really make any difference, but the action made her feel a little better.
Without any warning she felt it. A sharp pain that flowed through her body. Brown eyes snapped open as her hands flew to her belly. Hotaru winced, forcing herself not to many any sounds. Carefully, the very pregnant female moved away from her bed. She didn't want to lie down just yet. Her entire body felt restless, almost itchy as if some instinct drove her to move.
With that in mind, the grey female paced relentlessly. Hotaru's ears flattened against her head and she shuddered as another contraction hit her. The wave of pain came with a bout of nausea and the female had barely enough time to stick her head out of the window before she vomited. The noisy sounds of heaving brought Fawkes into the room. He flew on noisy wings and landed on the backboard of Hotaru's bed. The red-tailed hawk was quickly followed by Kelia, who took her place at the other end of the bed frame. Fawkes chirped at her in low speech, questing his master as to what was happening. Hotaru said nothing, just shook her head at the birds and continued pacing.
For several hours the three were locked away silently in the room. Kelia preened her feathers occasionally and showed mild interest in the strange behavior of her master, while Fawkes tried to coax Hotaru into telling him what was wrong. Occasionally, the blind female could hear Fawkes chide Kelia for being so relaxed and uncaring. Those tiny, halfhearted arguments made the wolf smile. As time wore on, the females contractions became stronger and closer together. Every time she felt sick, Hotaru had to almost run to her window.
After almost ten hours of complete silence from Hotaru, occasional bouts of nausea, and her almost constant pacing; Fawkes couldn't take it any longer. Frustrated, he flew out of the window, calling the pack trying to get some help for his master. For once, Kelia didn't follow him. Instead she stayed on Hotaru's bed making some sympathetic and worried noises.
At last, Hotaru couldn't take it any more. She carefully lowered herself onto the pile of furs in the corner of her room and waited for her contractions to really start.
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