(420) wotd: ecru
A quivering hand pushed a stray curl aside as she debated her next move. She almost felt out of place - she couldn't be the comforting presence Colibri needed. Concern gnawed at her insides, stung her eyes. Her sister's fears were her own. She had heard the chocolate Hollr's staccato comment right before she had infiltrated the doorway. It hurt to hear such things but being the realist that she was, Lilin couldn't blame her sister for thinking that way. A soft shake of her head was given in reply to Colibri's half-hearted comment - au contraire, she had to be there. They were sisters, that alone was reason enough to stay. Together they were strong. With a soft sigh, she chanced a few steps further into the room, sidestepping crumsily to avoid getting in Saul's way. ''I'm staying,'' she replied finally, giving Coli's fingers a gentle squeeze as they extended towards her - a fleeting touch, yet meaningful in so many ways.
Lilin couldn't control her fidgeting limbs, visibly tensing with every single contraction. It was a little frightening, seeing in how much pain she could be. Her mate exited the room around that moment and her mediterranean pools darted after him nervously. A distressed frown creased her forehead when Colibri's little fingers clutched the wooden pendant around her neck, right before another contraction ripped through her body. ''You are ready. Think of your babies. You've wanted this for so long. Be strong... for them,'' she replied encouragingly, opting to sit on the straw mattress just north of her sibling's frame- at an angle where she could not see between the birthing mother's legs. Her goal was to focus on Colibri and not what she would be experiencing within a matter of days.
Her fingers pushed the Hollr's chocolate strands away from her forehead, as she seemed to always do whenever her older sibling needed reassurance. ''Be brave,'' she murmured in Colibri's chocolate ear, awkwardly leaning over her own encumbering belly. Saul returned shortly thereafter with pelts in hand, causing the Soulstorm heir to relax considerably. She was unaware of what was going on down below but an exhale of her own matched her sister's, making her realize that she had been skipping breaths until now. ''Don't, Coli. Don't worry about that,'' she half-growled upon seeing her sister trying to push the ecru blanket away from her body, all the while heeding her beau's explanation. How much longer would she suffer? How much longer until she felt the need to push?
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