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 Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 8:05 am
 Bakhti had been happy to see her mate again and just in time as well! The balloon of a lioness was about to pop.
She had found an abandoned den where she had laid down to rest and it was there that the all too familiar contractions started.
First a young female popped out, she was white all over with cream markings. She was small but cute and soon after her came another, almost a twin but a little different in markings. Bakhti spent her time washing them carefully, she didn't want to hurt them, young cubs were always a handful to look after and ever so fragile.
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 8:10 am
She had about an hour of pain and nothing more before the next one came, this one had a little difficulty on making its way out but there it was, a little boy. He reminded her of Mbali somewhat, being white with brown splodges. She cleaned him up and put him with the two girls to feed, though it wasn't long before the next came, a little girl. She was brown and looked alot like her neice, yet she wouldn't know that and nor did Bakhti.
The golden lioness took a deep breath as she watched the four cubs, she had four last time but now... now there were more, she felt alot more, this was so wrong! Yet... the next one came. A boy who looked identical to his mother, his eyes were shut so it was yet to be known whether he was the spitting image or maybe has his father's eyes.
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 8:11 am
Mahiri padded into the den. It was strange for Bakhti to be pregnant again, as things between them had been a little strained lately. But nevertheless it was blessing.
He'd only left Bakhti alone for a while and as he padded closer to her his eyes widened. He was suprised to see two tiny white and cream forms curled up by their mother. Supressing a gasp he lowered himself and moved close to Bakhti.
"Are you alright?" He doubted his question needed an answer, but he asked it still. Although he'd been through this with his mate twice before, he was still completely in awe at the scene before him. Then he wondered how many there were. Three? Four?
More! Three more! His red eyes widened. How many was there, really? His brow furrowed, but a light smile played on his maw as he watched his cubs. He ran a tongue over the nearest.
The brown girl was new to the world, her senses were dull and her eyes snapped shut like her siblings. She mewed and moved foward, seeking the warmth of her mother.
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 8:16 am
The next three cubs, yes three cubs came easily! A pinkish girl with brown splodges was the next to come out. Bakhti was becomming one very proud mummy.
The next to came out as if they were fighting to get out, first a golden girl who came out easily and then a boy, this was something of a surprise, a male black and white boy and that was it.
After cleaning all eight cubs she counted them.
"Mahiri, eight, how have we got eight?" She looked confused but smiled. "Aren't they all beautiful..."
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 8:26 am
"Oh..." Mahiri was speechless. Not only did this birth seem to be quite easy, but there were EIGHT? Was that actually physically possible? He suddenly felt proud. It seemed he had good little swimmers after all...
Ahem. Not something to be thinking around your children. He shook his head, a smile stretched onto his maw. Eight.. Eight! He could barely believe it. He knew they'd be quite a handful, and perhaps there'd be some heartbreak like with their elder children. But he was sure that they could do it together! He nuzzled Bakhti happily. "Well done love."
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 8:41 am
As he entered the world, a wave of coldness splashed onto him. What was this? He mewed pitifully, becoming agitated as a warm tongue washed him up. What was this too? Squealing, the white cub was pressed against his mother's side. It was warm here. And...this liquid? Oh ho ho! That was tasty! Oh so tasty! Pressing his mouth to the stomach, the young cub began to suckle. He was beginning to warm up.
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 9:52 am
The little mirror image of his mother mewled his distress at being removed from the warm place of comfort, crushed up against the familiar feel of his siblings. He wriggled a bit as he experienced the new sensation of being cleaned so lovingly by his mother, wondering just what it was, but then his mouth found something to grip onto, and all concerns about being expelled from his old home in his mother's belly vanished from his young mind. He liked the taste of this! Pressing himself into his mother's belly, he suckled greedily, finding the form of his brother and pressing against it for added warmth and comfort.
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 11:23 am
The world was a cold scary place to Futahi as she opened her brilliantly blue eyes for the firs time, still unseeing. Before things had been warm and rumbly, with her mother's voice and heartbeat to keep her safe. She didn't make a sound though other than a single contented peep as she made her way towards the warm huddle of her siblings, ploughing into the mass of suckling bodies to take up her own place.
Once she was settled, the scent of her mother nearby, a great peace came over her however and she found the trauma of being born already slipping away like water into the ground.
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 12:05 pm
Third to last out, Mut promptly disliked the world. But when she found herself amid her brothers and sisters, as well as cleaned off and dry, she found it far more pleasant. Chocolatey splattered paws soon made contact with her second eldest brother and she curled up to him. She'd found comfort in the womb being so close to him, and she clearly found comfort now in the feel of him and his scent. But other instincts took over and she found her mother's milk-honey belly to latch upon.
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Posted: Mon Sep 11, 2006 5:17 pm
The small golden cub came out with a plop. She hadn't a warning that this sudden change would be happening, but she just went with it. Force came with the plop, but a warm sand-papery thing quickly cleaned all the muck off of her. It felt nice on her new fur, nice and warm...
After dried she was nudged to the side next to her other siblings, struggling for a feeding source. It was hard wobbling on top of bodies and heads but she shimmied in between two of them and got cozy. FInding a n****e at last, the rest came natural. Warm liquid shooting into her tummy made this new place not so bad after all.
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 6:12 am
The black and white cub, last to emerge, was singularly unhappy to emerging at all. He was wet, and he was cold, and he wasn't very comfortable, either. The little male's first act on the earth was to take a breath, open his mouth, and discover his lungs.
They were very, very good for complaining. But then someone set to remedying the situation, and his complaints died down as he was cleaned. It was right back to being noisy, though, when he realized that he was hungry, and there were a lot of siblings in the way.
Finally, he managed to wriggle his way into the pile and get what he wanted...and fortunately for everyone else, it occuppied his mouth, and he was finally quiet.
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 8:36 am
Bakhti smiled as she looked down at her children, what a sight they were, all of them, all eight cubs. What a strange family it seemed she was having.
Slowly she let herself lay her head down and closed her eyes letting herself drift into a deep sleep, she needed some rest that was for certain.
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 8:58 am
------------------------------------------------ It had been a couple of days, weeks, who knows. The cubs were all healthy and walking around on their own and even though they hadn't continued their search yet, this was annoying Bakhti so as her cubs played she went on short wanderings.
It was on one of those wanderings that she first heard something, a twig snapping, she had no idea what it was, why would she? It was just a rabbit most likely, she continued to walk.
She walked for a while before returning to the cubs and her mate but this time something seemed strange, as if someone was watching. Bakhti was alert, incredibly alert. Something was wrong.
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 9:14 am
Churo had been watching, she had left Kwaruza a little far off not wanting her own child to end up in the mess that was going to be caused here.
She crouched down in the undergrowth her eyes watching the happy little family, oh she dispised them all. She held the snarl back as her eyes narrowed while she watched them, after breaking the twig earlier she would have to be more careful, alot more.
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 9:32 am
Kwaruza was bored, really bored. She was only a cub after all.
Maybe it was her restlessness that messed everything up, both Bakhti's family and Churo's plans for revenge. Everything was turned upside down by one small and restless cub.
She had gone to look for her mum and seen Bakhti rushing home, believing that was Churo she ran after her, straight past her mother and into the middle of the happy family.
In an instant Churo had leapt from her hiding place, standing over the top of Kwaruza, snarling.
This was it.
A beginning.
An end.
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