In stark contrast to the pained screams she had let out only minutes ago, Ahnasha gave the widest smile upon taking her son into her arms. On instinct, she bought him up to her breast to allow him to nurse, which quieted him almost immediately. His tiny form seemed exceptionally cute to her, especially now that he was cleaned up. The pregnancy, all the weakness and pain she had been through, was now over, and a new chapter was beginning in her life, as well as Fendros'. It was going to be a great responsibility to raise him, on top of their responsibilities to the pack. She did not know what was going to happen, but there was no going back, and looking at her son now, there was no way anyone could convince her to even if it was possible. 

"Yes, Rhazii. [i]Our son[/i] Rhazii. Just look at him; he is so...adorable doesn't begin to describe it. Right now, I feel...terrible, but I also feel great. Holding him in my arms is just...great." Ahnasha said, rubbing Rhazii's back gently.