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 Posted: Mon May 01, 2006 4:46 pm
((A thread to bring forth Kijinga and Teleka's children! ENTER THE WORLD YOU BRATS! 8D -tags Remove-))
It was a sensitive period of Kijinga's life right now, going through what seemed the worst pains of her entire life. Moaning and groaning, she rolled onto her side and awoke impatiently within the hours of midnight, licking between her thighs and mewing. Today was the day, she could feel it.
But just to be clear all is known, let us move back a few months. Kjinga was young, well as young as she could be and had fallen madly in love with another Firekin member, Teleka. Their passion was pure and although things rushed quickly, their growing emotions for one another lead to different things, one being: Mating. She was new to the idea of breeding with a male, the event taking place in an instant and suddenly over. She found it companionate, loving and almost insanely scandalous, yet after the following month all this changed. She realized how much of a burden holding up cubs were, yes after she bred she became a big pregnant blimp, and felt sympathy for her mother when giving birth to her siblings. All of them. Back then, when in the beginnings of her birthing process, cravings drove her mad and the odd fluctuations of emotions constantly kept her mate, Teleka, on his toes; so she presumed by the looks of it. The months flew by, and soon she was laying in her den, darkness cluttering her vision, when a thump came from her rear-end, a threatening push that said 'Ready when you are.'
It was sudden and as she continued to coax her inner thigh with tender licks, she felt the gathering pressure, like gas about to explode, and winced, stretching her hind leg back and flexing the muscles before lifting one of her legs, the one not resting on the earth, nose just barely away from skin. She couldn't see Teleka, but hoped he was sleeping not far off, her gaze setting only on her body and no where else. She licked her chops constantly and many times felt the pressure so overwhelming that a whine was released. Breathing was complicating, yet Kijinga was a strong female and beside the agony, she pushed through it. Panting softly, she murmured, 'Teleka?' her tone low and hoarse and her ears flattened against her skull. Impatient as she was at this moment, she snarled, her upper lip twitching angrily. 'TELEKA!' this time, her voice boomed in the den, the night catching it and echoing aloud. There were more pants and whines and soon she felt the objects that moved about in her belly fighting their way out. She groaned, rolling her neck back slightly, before licking up her lifted leg and sniffing the earth that would, in the end, catch her children.
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Posted: Tue May 02, 2006 12:18 am
The large male had been here and there, found a long lost brother and several other things on the way. He hadn't seen much of Kijinga and wasn't too sure if his thoughts about her being pregnant were correct but today he had decided to look for her.
He had found out that he had nephews and neices and in a way he wanted his own cubs. His sister was friends with Nuri now and that seemed to put a wedge in their own relationship, after all, the large male hated the dark femme. He was happy to just have a life of his own and if that meant staying with Kijinga and his cubs then he was perfectly fine with that, he loved her.
As his large paws moved the sand around him he heard something of a shout, his name infact. He looked up and saw Kijingas den, he ran. He wanted to know what was wrong with the one he loved so he was rather surprised when he got there to find no one attacking her. "Whats wrong?" He looked thourougly confused and had no idea in the slightest about what was going on. He did notice her oversized belly though!
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Posted: Wed May 03, 2006 11:29 am
((AH! SORRY!))
Her stomach moved feverishly, body unwillingly following in different patterns such as arching of the back or doubling up on the dirt. She huffed, head flat against the den's floor causing an eruption of dust to fly into the air, then disperse. Her eyes were focused on her mate, yet strangely wild, as several pants huffed their way into hearing range. They were coming, though she wasn't sure how many would come, she knew they were ready and with a rough kicking sensation, this theory was assured. With a low groan, her head was lifted as weight, pressure and indescribable pain began to build up near her rump, causing what looked like a see-saw effect, rocking her upper body off the earth, pressing the lower part against it. Her hind leg, much like it had just a few moments before, sprung into the air and as quickly as it hovered, her tongue rolled over the flesh, a gentle coaxing maneuver that instincts instructed her to follow through with.
It took what seemed like years for some activity to bubble up inside her stomach, the fowl stench of her previous leakage (AKA: water breaking) filled the den completely. She had long since forgotten her mate was even near her and instead was buried to the area were her cubs would soon burst out of, watching and sniffing intently. The pains were growing, meaning the time would soon com--
Rather, it came.
With a low groan, then a high-pitched squeal, the female released what would soon be her first cub:
A young male, bright red in fur (much to Kijinga's approval) was pushed right out of the mother. His nose flared with mucus and as he made gallant attempts to sneeze the snot out, his mother quickly devoured and cleaned away the remains, snipping the cord with her fangs and licking away again. It was a pleasing moment for Kijinga, for in all her life she had never--ever fallen for a male and even more so, bred and gave birth to children. With a smile and a sweep of her tail, Kijinga lowered her head to her cub, nosing the gentle, brittle hairs on his body, taking a good look at the two-toned fur cropped into what would soon be a beautiful mane. Goodness, she pondered before directing him to the source of milk, where he latched on helplessly with multiple squeals of satisfaction.
Kijinga peered to Teleka, feeling quaint and accomplished and smiled. 'A young lad for us Teleka.' there was pride in her expression, yet her pains weren't easing which bluntly stated: MORE.
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Posted: Wed May 03, 2006 1:21 pm
It took Teleka the whole time from when he entered the den to his son being born to work out what was happening. First he thought his mate was dieing and he didn't know what to do, he just sat there, his tail flicking either side of his body at a vicious rate.
When the small head of his son appeared, the large male jumped up in surprise, "KIJINGA!! ITS A BOY ITS A BOY ITS A BOY!!!!" He was literally jumping up and down not seeing this before evver in his life, this was just amazing though. As the small one was born he looked him over and nudged Kijinga not expecting any more. "He is lovely... he has your colouring." Teleka's brown eyes caled down and went back to the soft caring look he showed regulary when he was happy and with his lioness, his love and his mate.
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 12:47 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Thu May 04, 2006 11:39 pm
Teleka was seriously confused as Kijinga went through labour still. He couldn't believe he was going to have any more children but yet the way Kijinga was acting showed that he was. He watched, licking his mates head occasionally when she kept still and he was constantly moving the other cub so she wouldn't squash him accedently.
The hours before the white femme was born seemed more like days, the waiting was agony for the large male. He was happy though, he just looked at his son, he resembled his mother and father equally and was beautiful.
As the white cub slipped out he stared at her for a while, "A white cub... will she be rejected?" It was his first thought, he had never seen a white lion in this pride before so he worried greatly for the safety of his daughter. "She is beautiful though, ever so beautiful!" He smiled and nuzzled his mate, "You did well my love."
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Posted: Sat May 06, 2006 4:06 pm
Kijinga, brittle now after labor and slightly sensitive, looked to her mate coldly. 'How could you think such an idea?! You're cruel to even allow it to pass your lips let alone fondle over it; she's your daughter for crist sake!' her panting died and her eyes grew wild with protective insanity and as she curled near her children, her lips parted allowing a rough tongue to glide over the fragile fur of her babies. Running the moist, pink object over her son caused him to give out a squeal of shock and make multiple amounts of cries afterwards before gradually silencing, his head still hovering with nose twitching for just a brief moment longer, and falling so as he could suckle some more.
With a sigh, she nodded to his last few comments and took a gaze over her children with tender eyes. 'They are -beautiful- and I am pleased to know we created them' rolling her head and peering to her mate, she chuckled and looked him over before rolling on her side with a huff. It was a long night, rest was needed and as she flexed her claws, stretched her limbs and yawn dramatically, her eyes fluttered shut and within moments she was out. Tomorrow would be another day, a day for her to spend as much quality time with her cubs as possible.
Teleka could handle guarding them, right?
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Posted: Sun May 07, 2006 6:52 am
Teleka was shocked by her words, yes it was a harsh statement but it would be her brother who might reject them. He didn't snarl or anything though, even though everything was telling him that he should. Instead he was quiet and as she laid down so did he.
His tail twitched behind him as he watched the small cubs, the little white femme stuck out next to her mother, her small sleeping body. Teleka smiled, he was so happy, he had his own cubs, his own children and they were beautiful just like his mate.
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