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 Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:03 pm
A cold shiver shot up Mavis' spine as she caught Discord's words. The cubs? Yes, she had heard about them. Suddenly, she did not tremble, she did not back away. Instead she jumped to action."It's okay, Discord. Calm down. Breath." Looking over her shoulder, her gaze scanned about."Where's Stryker?" And out of no where he appeared. Nodding her head she backed away, letting him take control for a second.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:11 pm
"I don't think I can move right now...and even if I could I wouldn't. Yuki is in there and he is already frightened enough as is. Unless you can move him somewhere where the birthing will not stress him then I will have to stay here." Discord remained calm as Mavis directed and made sure that her breathing was steady. When a contraction came it was on instinct that she started to push.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:18 pm
Stryker remaind clam and began to coach is mate. "Your doing good, Discord. Keeps breathing...They'll be here very shortly." Even though this was natural, Stryker still didn't like seeing his mate in so much pain.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:22 pm
Mavis looked towards the den, before glancing back to Discord. Making sure she kept up her breathing, she began to relax again."Things are going good, Discord. Almost there." Her voice was soft as she began to think things over. This probably wasn't as good as she thought it would be.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:31 pm
Muffling a pained cry, she managed to birth the first cub. It turned out that the eldest was female and oh how happy Discord was. Simply beautiful in everyway. From the tip of her tail feather right to the tip of her crimson horns. "Oh Stry...she's beautiful." Just as she was about to clean her daughter off, she felt another contraction and so she pushed once more.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:41 pm
Stryker's heart leaped at the sight of the first cub. A girl.
a beautiful little girl. His princess...If any of the males in the harem touched her, he'd kill them..."She is indeed beautiful." he said nuzzling his Queen right before the contraction hit her. There was another one on the way.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:43 pm
The first cub arrived, a girl. Mavis smiled, though it soon faded as she looked it over. It brought back memories from the past, and she barely noticed another one was on the way."Good jobs, Discord. Keeps going." Bringing her gaze away from the cub she glanced over at Stryker, but quickly looked away once more.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:47 pm
The second cub was being more difficult with Discord. It felt as if the cub was latching on with it's tiny claws to keep from coming out. However the cub lost the battle an revealed to the world that it was a boy. No more pain. No more contractions. He was the last one and thank goodness. Pulling her son closer to her as she had done with her daughter she purred lovingly to them while she bathed them. "You did good Mavis. You kept a calm and level head. Keep this up and you will have rights around here."
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:56 pm
Stryker gave Mavis a nuzzles. "Thank you." He said to her before laying by his new family. A girl and a boy. Stryker couldn't be more happier. He'd have to call for Rosa latter to send word to his father. "They are prefect Discord. You did such a wounderful job." he nuzzled her cheek and purred loudly before nuzzling both of his children. "Welcome to the world, little ones." He cooed softly to them as the girl hissed at the light before burring her face into her mother.
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 11:57 pm
The second cub, a boy. Mavis looked that one over aswell. It looked just as menacing as his sister before him. But she hid any sign of discomfort and dipped her head instantly. She had gotten praise for her good work from both Stryker and Discord."Thank yous, Discord. Stryker." With that she got up and moved away from them. They would need time alone to adore there cubs, it was best she stayed away. Oh, how was she going to get through this?
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 12:00 am
Discord chuckled at her daughters actions and even more so when her son attempted to push his older sister away. "Both of them fighting for my affection already. My love, what shall we name the first princess and prince of this harem?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 12:05 am
Stryker smiled as the girl, who wasn't going to let her brother get away with his actions, latched onto her brother's head and seemingly tryed to bite his forhead off with her tiny teeth. "Our daughter is a fighter...How does Megaera sound for her name?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 12:08 am
Mavis watched from afar. She was afraid. Being a den sister she would have to watch over the cubs. She truly and full-heartedly didn't want to. Not that she had anything against them. It's just...she just couldn't get bad memories out of her head. How could she handle looking after demons like them? They had Stryker in them though...it was a good sign. Smiling, once more at the family she disppeared into the den.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 12:11 am
"A perfect name for such a beauty." Discord looked to her son who wasn't at all pleased about his sisters actions. He let out a threatning hitt and attempted to curl himself around her to gain advantage. "Our son will be called Jormungand." Chuckling she seperated the two from eachother and continued to nuzzle her lovelies as they nursed purring in content.
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Posted: Sun Aug 12, 2007 6:22 am
Arion sat silently, watching from a distance. He was no longer her favorite...which, to him was another heartbreak. Yet, understandable. They were her cubs. They would come before him. With a soft snarl, he turned and wandered off. He would never hurt them...but his heart was breaking...again. She swore it would never break again...
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