[M]In the Darkness
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WARNING: This thread contains material exceeding the general board rating of PG-13. It may contain very strong language, drug usage, graphic violence, or graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.
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Word Count :: 302 OOC: Set for the 6th possibly? That way it gives him time to get back after looking around for Amy. ^^

She got away and he was sure it was entirely his fault he kicked himself all the way home for it, but it wasn’t really because he knew nothing of Halifax and it’s winding city streets, she did. So they came home empty handed. Jiva was exhausted but he couldn’t wait to see his mate. He’d slept well enough the night before and was eager to find the woman who was to have his children and show her how much he missed her.

His tail curled high on his back as he moved through the forest of his home, his nose to the ground headed for the garden where she could be found at times. He wanted to find her and show her his surprise. She was due soon. That was for sure and he knew she was probably still digging her holes even though he was doing his best to fill them when he found them, knowing they were too small and shallow for her to think it a good spot. He decided to check the den first and found she wasn’t there when he called after her. So he went to her garden. Where he found it empty. He scowled slightly in disappointment and sat down thinking about where she could be, not sure he wanted to go hunting after her so he just sat there contemplating what he should do about finding his love. He looked over the lively plants in her garden smiling at the thought of her planting the seeds. He had not been there to witness it in person but he was sure that she did just as he imagined in his head. He figured he would wait for her there, perhaps she was taking a walk and would be around her garden soon.

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So sad. :: 5+

The bottom of the mineshaft was dark and musty.


Abandoned years ago, the winding tunnels of the mines had eventually caved in, reclaimed by the earth, but the shaft leading up to surface remained a hidden deathtrap beneath piles of rubble and dirt that the pregnant mother had been gouging out with her hands for hours. She had been making good headway in the soft earth above, not realizing she was hovering over a good 30 foot drop into the chasm below. This time she would get her birthing den right. The foliage here grew thick and leafy upon the boulders and rocks, giving the makeshift hole its perfect camouflage within the woods. It was also conveniently close to her favorite spot in all of New Dawn, her little Eden.


It happened so fast.


Toiling away under the summer sun, the pregnant goddess flung earth and pebbles this way and that. She was a determined machine, these pups weren’t about to wait any longer and she wanted the place to be perfect before they arrived. Palaydrian knew such activities this late in her pregnancy weren’t especially healthy for her unborn children, but natural instinct overrode all sense of reality. In her mind, letting her packmates know she was going off to her garden each day, was enough of a check in while her mate was gone. They knew if she didn’t return by late afternoon, they should search for her, in case the birthing time had come. So here she was, a fleshy contender against mother earth when her foot gave out from underneath her. Oh Luna! She cried before the gleaming woman slipped into the maw of the earth.


3 souls departed.


There was no time to grapple with the rocks and debris surrounding her on her descent. The woman fell fast tumbling downward with arms and legs flailing before a broken beam in the shaft knocked her out cold on her fall before the thud. Ocean eyes were heavy under the lull of her concussion. She felt inebriated from the blow to the head, tasting dirt and blood mingled in her mouth, but the expecting mother immediately knew something was wrong...she was on her belly. Drin groggily rolled onto her back as her gloved hands gently poked and prodded the swollen mound beneath her breasts. Little angels, are you there?...please....oh no...no no no no, her questioning turned into desperate sobs as her hands continued to explore her bruised stomach in the dusty light. There was no movement beneath her paw pads and as she managed to sit up, her hands discovered the terrifying sticky moisture between her thighs...blood.


A mother’s plea.


Help! Someone help! A feral scream cut away from her jaws before the golden woman surrendered to her worst fears and began crying hysterically at the bottom of the pit. My babies...no, not my babies! Drin was shaking now with the effort of trying to stand up, but her head wound was making her woozy. She collapsed to the ground in a heap, cradling her stomach with her arms and staring up at the tree dappled sky. Someone please...please help us! Palaydrian’s world was undone.

Vannah is amazing!

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Word Count :: 204
OOC: DERP!

Jiva thought he could hear something but he was sure it was just the wind. He settled himself hoping that Drin would come soon, perhaps he should just call her? No he wanted to surprise her. Then he heard the calls, the panicked cries for help. His ears perked up and he listened harder. It wasn’t just any voice it was the voice of his love and she was in trouble. Jiva ran toward her pleas, his heart leapt to his throat, what if something happened to the puppies? He hurried as quickly as his legs would go and he nearly fell in. He had to wave his arms to balance himself as he saw the gaping black abyss before him.

“Palaydrian! I’m here! Are you ok? Are the puppies ok?” He asked, confused how she could have ended up down below. He paced back and forth trying to find a way down, but there was nothing, and with the bright of the sunlit day he could see nothing inside the hole, it was as though light refused to shine inside and she was down there. He whined hoping she was alright, they were alright. Please, please be ok! He thought.

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Rescue team go! :: wc: 3+

Pain stabbed across the woman’s belly and she gasped out in surprise. Oh no...please no... she whimpered as the cramping continued in a band beneath her belly button. Immediately her brain told her her body was already beginning to reject the damage that had been done, the trauma was too much. They’re been lost Drin...let them go, but she wouldn’t listen to her own advice. She bit down hard on her lips and shook her head in defiance. Never, she murmured as her body rode out another wave of spasms. This wasn’t her body rejecting the infants, this was her body giving birth...at least she convinced herself as much. She let out a cry of pain as another searing ball of contractions wracked her body. When her voice died she heard the approach from above.


Jiva! Her head reeled back to push another wave of contractions down. My love!...I was digging...the ground just gave out, please get help... she screamed out as her insides began shifting, ...they’re...coming... she panted out between breaths, gripping to the rocks on the floor as she began to push. I’m...I’m okay...just....get...help! Was she really okay? The gash above her eyebrow was drying up now, but her head was still swimming, or was that the general pain she felt in her stomach? No matter what, the young Soul could not and would not faint. She needed to be awake, she needed to push, she needed these babies to survive! The light from above diminished at mid level and left the golden woman in the dingy darkness but she stared up hopeful at the hole above. They’re alive...they’re alive! She willed, tears streaking down the dirt and blood on her face.


Vannah is amazing!

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Word Count :: 272
OOC: SAD WHY ALWAYS SAD!!!

He heard her sweet voice, but it was all in a panic. His heart raced as he stopped to listen and when he heard “they are coming” He ran. He ran as fast as he could not stopping for anything, howling a crazed sort of howl; “Help help!” He cried hurrying towards the den. He kept calling as he found the rope he kept in his sleeping quarters still there and still intact. He wasted no time, he wanted to stop the nearest wolf but it was like everyone was gone; “Help please overe here, Palaydrian needs help!” He wanted to cry out that the puppies needed help too, but he didn’t know how far along she was in birthing them. He didn’t know anything. All he knew was he had to be by his mates side when she had them, they were early but not that early, but she fell too. His mind was in a swirl of thought as he ran back toward the hole.

“Drin, hold on love hold on! I have rope” He said when he saw the hole, and he looked around for something to tie the rope around. A thing, but sturdy tree stood by and he wrapped the rope around it, securing it with extra knots. THere could not ever be too many when it came to the life of his mate and children; “Can you hold onto this Drin?” He asked as he tossed down the rope. He moved close to the mouth of the hole, trying to make sure he too didn’t fall in.

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Future midwife to the rescue!!! Big GrinBig Grin

Word Count → 000


Since Noah had told Fayne she was to rest, naturally she was near the den catching the rays of sunlight that sprinkled through the trees. Jiva's cries were heard as she rushed towards them all fours. She was at the point in her pregnancy where shifting may cause harm to herself and the puppies. The name Palaydrian rang through the air and her immediate impression was that the her very pregnant friend had gone into labor and Jiva was freaking out calling for someone to help. She came, followed his scent for he was gone when she got to where the cries had came from. She rushed forwards as fast and as carefully as she could. Fayne knew she needed to be careful herself and abide by her mate's strict wishes during her pregnancy, one of them was to not strain herself. But, she wasn't about to ignore the anxious father's cries.


Soon, she reached him. The man was knelt over what looked like a hole with a rope in his hand. Jiva?! What's going on? She cried, coming close to see what he was dropping the rope down to. Worry struck her when she saw her dear friend at the bottom of the whole clutching her engorged stomach. Oh my stars! Palaydrian! She cried turning to Jiva. She immediately knew Palaydrian wasn't going to be able to climb out of there being as round as she was. Also, she appeared to be straining. Oh my...Jiva. Is she in labor?! She yelped becoming increasingly worried about Palaydrian and her pups. Drin. My god....are you okay? Are your puppies okay? She was stressing out just as much as the father and the mother in the hole though she needed to be calm. She wished she could shift and be of more help, but she wasn't going to risk the lives of her children. Still, she would help the best she could on four legs.


Fayne stood pacing for a second before she looked back down in the hole. She wanted to get down there, she wanted to be there to help the mother. Maybe she should go down into the hole as well. It was risky but Palaydrian wasn't going to be able to get out on her own, especially not if she was in labor. She would have to deliver the puppies in the hole and they'd have to get out afterwards. Jiva, she's not going to be able to get out. It's too dangerous. She took a breath and looked down again at the mother. I can go down...or you can go down, though I won't be able to lower you...It'd be best if she delivered down there. She didn't know if her input would be appreciated but she applied it anyways. The Delta would have liked to go down to see if the puppies were okay herself, but it wasn't her place to decide. She wasn't sure anyone knew yet, but she was pregnant too and it was already beginning to show lending her to not be the biggest help. This wasn't a good situation, not at all. Fayne's gaze remained on Jiva wondering what he would want to do. Maybe he had a plan of his own. If so, Fayne would listen and follow his orders while keeping a careful eye on Palaydrian and the puppies, she was a learning midwife after all.


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:: wc: 5+

Time seemed to slow down after Jiva disappeared from her view. The pain beneath her abdomen was pulsing now, something didn’t feel right. Still the woman pushed as hard as she could, wincing against the pain between her thighs and the threatening headache forming behind her brow. She breathed out in choppy breaths, praying to Luna that her mate would come back soon and with help. She couldn’t believe she had gotten in this mess when just yesterday she had been laughing and making her plans known to Tharin about what she’d do with her offspring and how excited she was to be a mom. Dining on the rabbits he had been bringing around to the other expecting mothers in New Dawn had been such a carefree and happy time. How could something so benign turn into a nightmare in less than 24 hours? They have to be alive...please Luna...don’t take my children away, she thought when another fierce contraction ravaged her body.


Palaydrian’s fur was matted with sweat and mud by the time Jiva returned. She barely registered the rope being thrown down when another stab of pain flared up. Something wasn’t right. Fayne? She called up weakly, realizing her silver sister was now here. Oh but what could another belly burdened wolf do? Where was everyone else in her time of need? Drin mustered a weak smile in the darkness. It’s okay....I’m alright, but...the pups, I don’t know... her voice trailed off as she strained again, this time her gloved hands clamped even harder on the earth beneath her. She panted out a breath after crying out once more, I can’t move sweetheart, she paused for a few labored breaths. It’s going to have to happen here, she called up before bearing down once more.


She didn’t have time or energy to tell Jiva she didn’t think it was good a idea for him or even Fayne to climb down. Who knew how stable the ground was up there, but her body couldn’t wait. Palaydrian cried out again feeling as though her insides were being torn apart. Her legs were now covered with blood and tissue when her eyes reopened. They were coming alright, but as the first body strained out and slumped to the earth, Drin’s cries became a mixture of anguish and desperation. It was dead, she could tell even in the dimmed light. Oh Luna...no...no...no! But she couldn’t mourn this child just yet, more contractions came, this time bringing forth another stillborn bloody mass. What have I done? What have a I done... she whimpered in the darkness as one last push brought out the last non-surviving puppy and the afterbirth. Hysterical sobs shook her exhausted frame as she mechanically wiped off the faces of the pups and laid them out beside one another.


Vannah is amazing!

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Word Count :: 318 OOC: sadness ; ;

One wolf came to his call, Jiva was a bit disappointed as this was a matter for all of the pack but he would take all he could get, things were moving fast and he could hear his mate crying below and he whined. Fayne spoke saying it was too dangerous, and then he heard his love crying out as she was giving birth; “I don’t need to be lowered.” He said gruffly and took the rope into his hand and nearly jumped down, he swung for a second but he let the rope slip in his hands. It burned but that mattered little to him. He was going to be with his mate no matter what it took.

By the time he got down it was too late, she had birthed the children and he saw her there with the three puppies, crying. Tears welled up inside his eyes. He had been so excited to meet his puppies, he was going to be a father and their family would be complete.... but it was not meant to be and he let tears of his own roll down his cheeks as he rushed toward his mate and made to embrace the woman, himself wracking with sobs of their lost children. All he wanted to do now was hold his mate and know she was real, to make her feel better, to make himself feel better, but what could make either of them feel happiness again when they just lost three beautiful puppies. They were so close to living, they were going to be born withing the next few weeks, but here they were, next to one another with cleaned faces; “Oh Drin I am so sorry!” what he was sorry about he didn’t know and didn’t care, he just felt lost and he knew Palaydrian was feeling the same thing too.

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