Pain and Suffering [Sodara pups]

[Odara]

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She was extremely uncomfortable. Her stomach felt like it was going to burst. Her skin was stretched as far out as it could possibly manage but yet the little ones within her womb still fought for more room. It made her wonder just how many little hellions were inside of her. There of course was the daunting task of birth ahead of her and an even more daunting task of being a mother. No amount of mental preparation could truly prepare her for such a task. She found that she just couldn't get comfortable. Every way that she laid was just irritating and her belly was extremely hard. There were times where she would feel flashes of pain throughout her stomach and spine but she ignored them. Finally she couldn't take the pain anymore. She stood or well..took twenty minutes before she finally got her legs up underneath her. She began to pace to try to work out the kinks in her back but found that it only made the pain worse. And then suddenly it hit her. These were contractions. Suddenly fear struck her system, she wasn't ready for this! Of course she knew that she should have had the pups already but she didn't mind waiting on them. But now it appeared that they were done waiting and were ready to erupt into the world and cause chaos. Messoria. Her monotone vocals called out. She knew the Matriarch was somewhere in the dark, her ebony pelt most likely allowing her to blend in with the darkened cave walls. She knew that Messoria would fetch Sabaoth but somehow that did not calm her nerves. She had hardly spent any time with her master and now she would be expected to give birth in front of him. It was nerve wracking to be completely honest.

The pain was hitting her body in waves now, each one more painful and longer then the last. Finally she found that she couldn't walk anymore and she had to lower herself back down to the ground. She sprawled out on her side, her hind legs slightly spread and she closed her eyes. Her breathing was labored and she kept her eyes squeezed shut. It felt like she was being repeatedly pummeled over and over again. How females could willingly subject themselves to this process over and over again was beyond her. And then suddenly she got the incredible urge to push. So that was what she did. She began to bear down despite the fact that Sabaoth was absent. He was absent your whole pregnancy you really expect him to be here now? Her conscious mocked her which only made her push even harder. These were her children. She would get through this one way or another even if it ended up killing her. The pain was unbearable and she found herself snarling through the process. Her teeth were bared, her lips curled back and hair bristled until finally she felt..relief. Instantly a rush of fluid hit her and she glanced behind her. The scent of blood was heavy in the air around her but amongst it was a form. Instantly her instincts took over and she craned her body so that she could reach around to begin cleaning the tiny creature. His coat was a warm chocolate brown, his eyes and ears tightly squeezed shut. She licked him furiously until she finally heard an aggressive yelp from the small creature. She was beaming with pride at the fact that her first born was a male. She continued to clean him off until he nestled alongside her side, greedily sucking in her milk and already getting the gist of things. It was then that her next set of contractions started, equally as painful as the first. She could feel a presence nearby but was too focused to see who it was. Though her gut told her it was Sabaoth her eyes just couldn't be brought to look at him.

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notes: welcome baby zeus ♥
tagged: Sabaoth
word count: 693


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[Sabaoth]

The ocean was frigid and unforgiving as he plunged into its depths, the salt stinging his nostrils as they flared, massive paws cutting through the waves, propelling his sizeable form forward. His throat burned from the water that slid past his maw, his legs aching from the effort, and yet still Sabaoth swam, not daring to pause for even a moment. Somewhere ahead of him was Ina’mos, and upon the island was Odara, who had gone into labor. Only moments before Messoria had appeared upon the shores of Vor’asa, shivering and dripping as she called to him, the urgency in her tone dragging him away from his hunting expedition. And when he’d found her she’d informed him between gasps that his Consort’s time had come. There had been no hesitation as he’d slipped into the ocean, leaving her behind. She would follow, he knew, for she was the Matriarch and it was her duty to ensure that Odara was comfortable. But she was tired from the swim, her body considerably smaller than his own. She would have to rest and gather her strength before braving the sea again.

At last Sabaoth’s paws touched sand, and he dragged himself ashore, coughing wretchedly as water spilled from his lungs. And despite the burning in his chest he lunged forward, his paws leading him in the direction of the dens. He could not pause for even a moment, for Odara had undoubtedly already began to give birth, and with Messoria still upon Vor’asa after swimming to receive him, the silver-eyed femme was likely alone. He’d promised her that he would take care of her when he’d found her upon Vor’asa so long ago; Sabaoth was a brute of his word. He did not break his promises.

The caverns came into sight and he plunged inside, snarling as his sides roughly brushed against the cave walls. The smell of blood and sweat was thick and pungent, leading him deeper and deeper until at last he was practically upon it, blue eyes already seeking Odara before she’d even come into view. When at last he spotted her Sabaoth paused, his gaze flitting across her laboring form to the tiny mahogany pup who last nestled at her side, suckling greedily. He felt his breath catch in his throat as he moved forward, head lowering to prod at this pup, a smile springing to his maw as he inhaled the scent of it. A boy.

His head lifted then, his muzzle brushing gently against Odara’s as he moved around behind her, not wishing to crowd her as her contractions started again. ”I’m here now,” he mumbled, his voice echoing quietly in the caverns as he settled on his haunches, allowing his presence to offer her whatever comfort it could.

tag: Odara
notes: < 333

[Odara]

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The contractions were strong as she gritted her teeth and tried to bear through them. Her body ached already but she knew her task was hardly done. Her first born lay nestled at her side, greedily pulling and tugging on her as he fed himself. She was overjoyed that he was perfectly healthy, but not all of them would turn out that way. When her lids finally peeled back to reveal pained silver orbs she saw Sabaoth's hulking form beside her. She had not even realized that he had come. His body was soaking wet from the swim from Vor'asa and he smelled heavily of the salt water. He nuzzled their son's body, pressing his nose gently against him before roughly rubbing her own muzzle. It was the first act of affection that she had felt from him since the night they had become one and had she not been in labor she would have appreciated it more so. I'm here now. He mumbled with his deep gravely tones and somehow she found that it did give her comfort. She was supposed to be furious with him, but it was hard to when his presence alone gave her so much peace. Which is exactly what she needed right now. She knew that she had to push again and so she gave in, her legs spreading once more as the lifeless form slid from her body. Instantly she craned back around to find the small creature but as soon as she licked the pup she knew. It's dead. She felt guilt for a moment, and then anger. How could it be dead? She had worked so hard to do everything right for this pregnancy to prosper and now it was..dead. It was female, weak and frail and cold to the touch. Odara drug the pup away from her hind end before doing the most natural thing that she could..

She couldn't have it alongside the others and couldn't bring it upon Sabaoth to take it away. She wanted him here with her, he had been gone for so long and all she wanted him to do was stay by her side. What came next was natural, or perhaps her own blood lust spurred her on. She took the pup in her jaws, before quickly and efficiently devouring the tiny creature. She did not feel any grievances while doing this for she had no connection to the small lifeless creature. It would provide her with more energy to finish out the birthing process and for that she was grateful. She lowered her head back to the ground afterwards, hoping that Sabaoth would not judge her or hate her for her actions. She didn't have time to think about it when her contractions started again. They were much quicker this time, and a lot more painful. She began to push though still the baby did not emerge from her womb. She began to grow angry, her talons fighting to dig into the cavern floor to provide her with more traction. And then suddenly with one final push the pup emerged. Another rush of fluid escaped her and she craned herself, holding her breath for a moment before she began to clean the pup off. It was a female and she was squirming almost as soon as Odara began to clean her off. Her pelt was a combination of colors being white, brown, and even shades of black. She seemed to resemble her father the most and Odara couldn't be happier, but boy was she tiny in comparison to her first born! She continued to clean off the little girl before shoving her up alongside her first born. She began to nurse almost as soon as she was nestled alongside Odara, as if she already knew that her life depended upon it. Finally Odara let her eyes focus on Sabaoth, giving him a small smile before she spoke. It's a girl. She spoke with whispered tones before glancing down at her two babies. For now she could rest until her next set of contractions started up.

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notes: aella is here ♥
tagged: Sabaoth
word count: 705


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[Sabaoth]

Sabaoth was silent as Odara labored, allowing his presence to offer her comfort, occasionally dipping his head to run his muzzle along hers soothingly. He knew there was little else he could to do ease her pain; labor was no easy feat, a bittersweet torment that Sabaoth was physically incapable of understanding, and so he simply hovered near to her, hoping that nothing went wrong. And as she pushed his gaze kept returning to the earth-hued pup nuzzled into Odara’s side, until at last Sabaoth’s maw parted, a single syllable falling from his muzzle. ”Zeus.” It was a short, simple moniker, but a good one. Strong and masculine, like he already assumed the young male would grow to be.

His attention was drawn back to Odara as at last she welcomed another pup into the world – though it seemed as if the gods had called the young one home already, judging by the stillness of the tiny body, the silence that stretched in the cavern. He parted his jaws to offer to take the pup outside, to offer some sort of solace to Odara, but before he could utter a word she was moving, taking the pup in her jaws to devour it. To this Sabaoth had no remark, for he could only assume that it was natural, though he had no way of knowing. Roka had not given birth to a stillborn, and the crazed white femme had not been in her right mind to do anything with the one that she had birthed – the one that Sabaoth had rid of. So when Odara’s silver orbs lifted to meet his, there was no judgment there, only a flickering acceptance to show that he supported her, despite his lacking knowledge.

And once more the contractions took her, the cycle starting anew, though this pup seemed to come much easier than the first. It was significantly smaller, too, and when Odara stared up at him to announce it was a female, Sabaoth’s lips twitched into a smile. He had long ago learned that she-pups were not to be scorned. Little Liadan was just as fierce as her brothers, and so there was no disappointment as he leaned down to gently nudge the newly cleaned pup, murmuring a soft, ”Aella.”

It seemed as if Odara was not finished yet, but that she could at least rest. The following pups, however many it may be, he would allow her to name. Withdrawing from the female pup, he glanced down at Odara, his voice quiet when he spoke. ”You’re doing very well.”

Odara

[Odara]

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Odara was silent as her sides heaved. The pain seemed to grip her body like a vice and even when she wished it away it seemed to come back full force. Adrenaline rushed through her veins making her body sing. She only had a few moments to breathe and during these moments Sabaoth approached her size. Her brushed his muzzle against her face gently though the touch did not last long. Just as soon as he touched her he was moving, his nose moving to rest on the wriggling brown pup that lay nestled against her. Zeus. He spoke and Odara let the name be burned into her brain. It was a strong name, perfect for their first born son. He would be just as powerful as his father, that much Odara knew. She inhaled and exhaled slowly, reveling in the fact that she had two healthy puppies that were suckling contently against her side. Aella. He spoke again, his gravelly tones sounding like music to her ears. She craned her neck to peer at the silver and ivory femme, her pelt strikingly familiar to Sabaoth's. You're doing very well. Odara briefly sent him a flicker of a smile before it instantly vanished. The contractions started again, rougher this time. They made her wish that she would just die right there on the cave floor, the way they gripped her insides and made her sides and legs clench. She closed her eyes, fighting the tears that stung her silver orbs. She would not cry, she wasn't weak. She needed to prove to him that she could do this- that she was the right one for him. She was strong enough for this and for this lifestyle and she would be damned if she gave up.

She pushed with all of her might, her body already exhausted. When she felt like she could hardly do much more the last and final pup made it's arrival. Instantly she craned herself around to greet this pup and already she could see that it's pelt was considerably darker then Aella's. This pup was larger too and when she flipped it over to clean it she was instantly satisfied to see another male. It's a boy. She spoke loud enough for Sabaoth to hear before she began to furiously clean him. After he was clean she picked him up and put him alongside her where he eagerly latched on to one of her swollen teats. Castor. His name is Castor. We have three pups. She spoke, exhaustion leaking through her vocals. She lowered her head onto her front paws then as she stretched out, the last contractions that moved through her frame not nearly as strong as the others. Her labor was finished and she could finally rest, though she found her silver orbs could not be distracted from the three tiny wriggling forms against her side. For now she was content, and her heart felt as though it would burst.

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notes: welcome castor ♥
tagged: Sabaoth
word count: 519


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