Birthing, Roughly Translated, Means Piss Off

[isabella]

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[atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/1621vm9.png] Morning sunlight filtered through the leaves and dappled the ground. A light breeze had sprung up and was carrying the scents of the jungle through the commons. Birds chirped and bugs buzzed. The jungle was alive with sounds and sights. All of this general activity awoke the sleeping dragon. Well, actually, Isabella is a snake myou. But close enough. She opened her eyes to see the early morning sunshine and grunted. Not only was this delicate flower grumpy in the morning. She was pregnant. Of course, she was pregnant by choice. She'd wanted the lives that were surviving off of her right now. That didn't mean the process of pregnancy was fun for her, though. It made her irritable. Deciding that she was entitled to an early morning stroll, Isabella dragged herself to her feet and lumbered through the leaves of the bushes that she'd been sleeping under. Her stomach bulged with the puppies she was carrying. If anyone dared to say anything about her figure, they wouldn't live to tell the tale. If she couldn't catch up to them in her sluggish state, she'd see to it that Kid did. So, it was with bleary confidence that she slunk through the commons. Isabella wondered if she could go hunting. Just as she veered towards the thicker trees, a small cramp made her turn away. Maybe later. I'll just have Kid bring me something. After all, she couldn't risk the precious lives inside of her. Kid saw to that. He was being very overprotective of her as of late. Who knew that the homicidal raper-of-corpses would be the overprotective type? It was annoying at times, and at other times Isabella used it to her advantage. A double-edged sword. Just then another cramp her hit. Brats, be nice to mommy. But then she felt bad. Please kids, just settle down. Isabella concentrated on walking and saw a puddle of water. Water... she was thirsty. She made her way towards it and started to drink. Another cramp. Why me? She thought as she drank. Of course she knew the answer, but it was fun to make it seem worse than it was. Isabella finished her water and started making her way to the other end of the commons, ever so gracefully, when more pain hit her, sharper this time. What is with me today?! She thought irritably. Pain wasn't fun, and she wasn't in the best of moods. The thought of her hunger was drifting farther and farther away. With stubborn resolve, she padded towards a large boulder with lots of shade where she could wait, in clear view, for Kid to return so she could tell him to get her food. He had better bring me wolf. She mulled. Not that it would be unusual for him not to. They were both cannibals. She was just being difficult. With a great thud, Isabella settled herself beside the rock.

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[`"Kid" and "Kit"]

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[atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/33xymox.png] The problem with being a Sennyo was build. The thin frames and light weight were not conducive to heavy manual labor. As such, Kid was not accustomed to dragging his prey around. Once he killed it, he usually fucked it, ate it, and went on his merry way. Now that he was hunting for another, that option was out of the question. Miss Izzy would not appreciate tainted meat (not that he performed such actions on non-wolven prey, which is what he was carrying now), and she was currently confined to the Commons. Firmly wrenched between his jaws was the rear leg of a young fawn. It wasn't a very impressive kill, nor would it be very filling. Its age hadn't made it a difficult kill at all, especially considering the poor child had been trapped within the bog. Once he and Isoldephine had managed to free it, the rest was short work. It was just tiresome to drag a small deer through the jungle when manual labor was not his forte. His breathing was getting heavier, the small wings on his back flapping pathetically in an attempt to have him move faster. As soon as Kid entered the Common, he was delighted to drop the baby deer and take a moment to catch his breath. That didn't mean he stood still though. Fidgeting on his paws, he looked about the surrounding area to see if anyone was about. When jade eyes rested upon Isabella reclining near a large rock, a wave of worry washed over him. He quickly snatched the fawn up, red and yellow form approaching his mistress more quickly than he had been moving all day. "Izzy dahlin', are you sure you should be out and about?" he spoke upon dropping the deer again. There was a note of genuine concern in his voice. Already the Sennyo was a fawning father and the pups hadn't even been born yet. But they had to be due soon. Isabella was looking especially plump (though he had the good sense not to say), and it had been some time since their mating. Twin antenna twitched atop his head; his worry was turning into a knot in the pit of his stomach and it was a feeling he did not want to ignore.

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[isabella]

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[atrb=background,http://i51.tinypic.com/1621vm9.png] Isabella was lounging when another cramp hit her. It hurt! Was she gonna barf or something? She usually tried not to- it wasn't fun at all. And she was still kind of hungry. Just then, timely as usually, Kid made his grand entrance. The Sennyo was dragging a fawn over to her, and when he saw her outside, he immediately began to worry over her. Kid is weird. She thought grumpily. What's he so worried about? That the rocks in the commons are gonna attack me? Instead of saying that to his face, however, she got to her feet and lumbered a step closer to him. "I'm fine. I hope that fawn's for me." She said hungrily, leaning her head down to sniff it it. It smelled good. Happily, she tore into it for the first bite. Just as she was beginning to swallow, another cramp hit her. Harder this time. It was the worst. Her eyes narrowed in pain and she almost choked on her food. A brief moment of coughing fixed it though, and she managed to swallow it. Isabella began thinking that maybe something was wrong. She shouldn't be having all these cramps, and they weren't supposed to be hurting her down there, even if it was only a little at this point. She looked up at Kid and said with conviction. "I'm fine." Maybe he wasn't the one she was trying to convince. On that note, she bent over to begin eating more of the fawn.

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[`"Kid" and "Kit"]

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[atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/33xymox.png] Her mouth said she was fine but her body was saying otherwise. Nodding his head, the Sennyo took several steps backwards to let her have some space. All the while he could not stand still. His lithe frame seemed to dance from side to side as green eyes stayed fixed upon the form of the Myou. He didn't mean to stare but he was just so worried. She was carrying his children, after all. He wanted to make sure that no harm would come to them right from the start, and to that meant he had to keep their mother in the best condition that he could. Which is why he nearly panicked when Isabella started her coughing fit. In an instance Kid was at her side, concern written all over his face. He watched her carefully, circling around her several times to make sure she was indeed as okay as she claimed to be. His brow was furrowed, frown creasing down the corners of his lips. "Isabella..." The naturally charming, alluring, playful voice had taken on a different tone entirely. It was soft and concerned, the dam holding back a flood of worries that would be released upon his next question. "The pups... Is it the pups? Is it time?" A mixture of fear and excitement overwhelmed him as the male went back to pacing excitedly. His constant movement was probably enough to give someone motion sickness. But he couldn't help it. It was time. It was time! Oh my goodness it was time! The pups were coming! Prancing closer to Isabella, he waited expectantly for her answer. If his guess was correct, he would waste no time in herding her into the dens to give birth. The fawn would just have to be dragged along with them.

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