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At Lilin's firm words that she wasn't leaving, Saul felt a soft smile tug at his lips. He was glad Colibri had her sister with her, for support. There was also a tiny part of him that wished Lilin wasn't here- she didn't need to see the process Colibri had to go through, nor the pain. She certainly didn't need to be here if things went wrong, if he couldn't keep to his promise. Swiftly, the thought was pushed aside- Lilin would give her sister strength and there was no way he was going to lose the Soul female. He looked up at Coli at her quiet question, a nod immediately bobbing his head. Unless there was a dead pup in there at the back, he was fairly certain she was carrying three. I think you've got three- but we'll have to wait and see until they're all out. He offered, his tone soft. He glanced up as Lilin began to speak, appreciative of the bond the pair shared.


He remained quiet and pensive as Lilin moved forward to sit on the mattress with her sister. It might get awkward when things started happening, but Saul was more than happy for the pair to seek comfort in one another. It was Lilin who noticed Colibri's discomfort at the mess she'd made on the blanket and he was glad to hear his mate's words- the blankets didn't matter at all. As he settled on the floor, he didn't know how long this was going to be. the onslaught of contractions, which clearly made Lilin wince along with her sister, seemed nerve-ending. However, after a short while, Saul began to pick up on a rhythm and he could see that they were becoming stronger, more frequent. It was about this time that he noticed the tension in Colibri's body and he was rewarded with his right guess when Colibri announced that they were coming. Its going to be okay Coli. He murmured, a quiet encouragement as she began to push.


What seemed like seconds later, or perhaps it had been a few minutes, he sensed to last contraction hit and in a flurry of fluid from between Colibri's legs, a dark pup emerged. Colibri's immediate question was not answered- Saul rushed forward with one of the courser pelts. He knew that Colibri needed to clean her pup, but as she collapsed back, she looked spent. Her murmured words were worrying, but he had to motivate her. Coli, your baby needs you. You need to break the sack, clear its airways and clean it up. You can lick it clean- it will stimulate the breathing, or you can use a pelt to keep it clean and dry... but you need to do it quickly. He instructed, offering her the pelt he'd picked up. He understood that it was an important ritual for her to complete- he just hoped she was able to do it before her second pup arrived.

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