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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. Our son 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.
"Yes, Rhazii. Our son 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.
"A son." Ahnasha echoed, still partially incapacitated from her ordeal. The daze she was in meant she was still staring straight up at the clouds as the aching and pain in her body started to dissipate. She did, however, glance for a moment over to the cub in his arms and gave a light smile. Meanwhile, Meesei started removing the filthy blankets from underneath Ahnasha and replacing them with clean ones. Ahnasha herself also could stand to be cleaned up, but she needed to take a few moments to recover.
Meesei wanted to get the child cleaned up quickly, so she took the time to soak one of their furs in the nearest river for the task. Among lycans, even an infant was immune to most disease, so it would be perfectly safe. She returned to the new parents after a few minutes and offered the blanket to Fendros. "Here, you can use this to clean him up." She explained before quickly stepping back to allow the pair time together. By this point, Ahnasha had recovered enough that she was now sitting up and completely aware of her surroundings.
Ahnasha was still coming to terms with the idea that she had a son. She had been carrying him, they had talked about it constantly over the past few months, but now he was here, right in front of her. Like all Khajiit newborns, he was small and had not yet started growing into the form he would eventually take. Like herself, he had light brown fur. There were no markings on his body, though they could still form over time.The child had been crying since the moment it was born, and was still crying as Fendros was cleaning him off. She finally turned her gaze away from the child's face and to Fendros'. "Let me hold him." She said simply.
Meesei wanted to get the child cleaned up quickly, so she took the time to soak one of their furs in the nearest river for the task. Among lycans, even an infant was immune to most disease, so it would be perfectly safe. She returned to the new parents after a few minutes and offered the blanket to Fendros. "Here, you can use this to clean him up." She explained before quickly stepping back to allow the pair time together. By this point, Ahnasha had recovered enough that she was now sitting up and completely aware of her surroundings.
Ahnasha was still coming to terms with the idea that she had a son. She had been carrying him, they had talked about it constantly over the past few months, but now he was here, right in front of her. Like all Khajiit newborns, he was small and had not yet started growing into the form he would eventually take. Like herself, he had light brown fur. There were no markings on his body, though they could still form over time.The child had been crying since the moment it was born, and was still crying as Fendros was cleaning him off. She finally turned her gaze away from the child's face and to Fendros'. "Let me hold him." She said simply.
Ah, alright.
Do Khajiit get red eyes? I'm not sure.
From a completely objective perspective, the birth itself was absolutely disgusting, despite it often being described as a "beautiful" experience. There was screaming, crying, and a lot of blood and other bodily fluids. Being that everyone present were lycans who were accustomed to tearing apart creatures with their bare hands, it wasn't quite as repulsive as it otherwise would have been, but even so, many in the pack had a hard time watching. Even Meesei would have preferred not to watch, if it were not for the fact that she was serving a vital role. She tried her best to reduce the pain, but mostly, she was making sure nothing happened that would risk the life of Ahnasha or their child.
By the end of it, Meesei held in her arms a small Khajiit infant, a baby boy. His fur was covered in blood and Hircine knows what else, he was screaming at the top of its tiny lungs, an he appeared generally repulsive, but to Ahnasha and Fendros, that was not likely to matter. This tiny humanoid kitten was their son; Meesei could only imagine how they felt. Or at least, she could imagine how Fendros felt. Ahnasha looked to be in a daze from what she had been through, though Meesei was able to confirm that there was nothing wrong with her health. As a result, Meesei held out her arms towards Fendros, offering him the chance to hold his son.
By the end of it, Meesei held in her arms a small Khajiit infant, a baby boy. His fur was covered in blood and Hircine knows what else, he was screaming at the top of its tiny lungs, an he appeared generally repulsive, but to Ahnasha and Fendros, that was not likely to matter. This tiny humanoid kitten was their son; Meesei could only imagine how they felt. Or at least, she could imagine how Fendros felt. Ahnasha looked to be in a daze from what she had been through, though Meesei was able to confirm that there was nothing wrong with her health. As a result, Meesei held out her arms towards Fendros, offering him the chance to hold his son.
The process of labor was not easy, no one expected it to be, but the pack eventually settled into a rhythm that at least seemed efficient. They made sure Ahnasha had a supply of potions to help numb the pain during the worst parts, though they were careful not to overuse them, as that would leave her without them during the delivery itself. At all other times, Meesei did her best to numb her pain without exhausting herself. It wasn't perfect, but they did everything they knew how to do to keep her comfortable.
With how stressful the situation was, it was difficult to tell how much time had passed, but it felt like hours. Ahnasha had never screamed so much at once, though due to the potions, the pain wasn't quite as intense as some of the injuries she had sustained in the past. The worst aspect of it was that it just never seemed to end. It was the most drawn out form of suffering she had ever experienced, and hopefully ever would experience. Over time, her contractions grew closer and closer, becoming more intense until eventually the time was upon her.
It was almost difficult to tell when the delivery was approaching, given that the contractions grew gradually in frequency, but once Meesei felt the child's energies moving downward, there was no mistaking it.
"Be ready, the child is coming now." Meesei said, still maintaining a calm tone. Ahnasha did not doubt for a second that Meesei was correct, as the pain from her contractions intensified beyond what the potions and Meesei's magic could help. Looking up into Fendros' eyes, she let out a pained scream and clenched his hand almost to the point of crushing it.
With how stressful the situation was, it was difficult to tell how much time had passed, but it felt like hours. Ahnasha had never screamed so much at once, though due to the potions, the pain wasn't quite as intense as some of the injuries she had sustained in the past. The worst aspect of it was that it just never seemed to end. It was the most drawn out form of suffering she had ever experienced, and hopefully ever would experience. Over time, her contractions grew closer and closer, becoming more intense until eventually the time was upon her.
It was almost difficult to tell when the delivery was approaching, given that the contractions grew gradually in frequency, but once Meesei felt the child's energies moving downward, there was no mistaking it.
"Be ready, the child is coming now." Meesei said, still maintaining a calm tone. Ahnasha did not doubt for a second that Meesei was correct, as the pain from her contractions intensified beyond what the potions and Meesei's magic could help. Looking up into Fendros' eyes, she let out a pained scream and clenched his hand almost to the point of crushing it.
It took about half an hour for everyone to gather what they needed for the attack, after which they met on the top deck, then headed out onto the docks. By this point, the sun had just set and most of Mistral's citizens had retired to their homes, but those that were outside still took notice of them. Mostly, it was the city guards that took interest in the armed and armored group of sailors walking through the town. Sharee did not like the extra attention, but there was no real way to get out of the city without walking through it, and trying to sneak through the town would just look more suspicious. Nevertheless, as long as they kept their weapons sheathed and just stuck to the road out of town, the guards did not bother them.
Once out of Mistral, the group stuck to the road heading to the east side of the island for most of the way. They passed by several moon sugar plantations as they walked, all of which had a night watch tracking their every move. A few of the plantations even had Senche serving as guards follow alongside them until they were out of sight of the property. Of all the forms of Khajiit, the Senche were perhaps one of the most intimidating. They were essentially large tigers built for speed and strength that could tear a person limb from limb if given the chance. They weren't so great for endurance running, using weapons or tools, speaking, or much else that a humanoid Khajiit was capable of, but they were deadly.
Sharee waited until they were getting someone close tot he bandits' cove to take the group off of the road. They took as much of a stealthy approach as possible, considering that most of the group wasn't especially adept at sneaking, at least not to the extent Sharee would have liked. Regardless, she knew where to guide them to keep them obscured by foliage, so as long as they did not make too much noise, they would be fine. Eventually, they made it to a rocky beach, though they stayed out of the open and instead stayed hidden in the foliage just beyond. The cove itself had a stone canopy, as well as walls of rock extending all the way out to the beach on either side, so there was no way to easily peer in from above, or the sides. In fact, the only way to actually get in was by the water, which would mean they would be left in the open if they were spotted while trying to sneak in.
"Alright, this is the part where we improvise. We don't know what's in that cove other than a makeshift dock and some bandits, and it's not going to be easy to get a look inside without being spotted. It might be possible to climb up on that stone ceiling, then hang down and look inside. I've done things like that before, but there is no guarantee that there will be enough places to grab hold to actually hang far enough down to get a good look. It's not like the rock was made for climbing, and we don't have any climbing gear. Another option is of course the water, but if you want to actually see anything, you have to surface, and invisibility won't stop your body from making disturbances in the water. Again, I'm well-trained in stealth and could probably do it, but even I have to admit there are no guarantees. Third option, we go in without scouting first. It's bold and very dangerous, but we could at least stick below the surface until its time to climb up on the dock." Sharee whispered.
Once out of Mistral, the group stuck to the road heading to the east side of the island for most of the way. They passed by several moon sugar plantations as they walked, all of which had a night watch tracking their every move. A few of the plantations even had Senche serving as guards follow alongside them until they were out of sight of the property. Of all the forms of Khajiit, the Senche were perhaps one of the most intimidating. They were essentially large tigers built for speed and strength that could tear a person limb from limb if given the chance. They weren't so great for endurance running, using weapons or tools, speaking, or much else that a humanoid Khajiit was capable of, but they were deadly.
Sharee waited until they were getting someone close tot he bandits' cove to take the group off of the road. They took as much of a stealthy approach as possible, considering that most of the group wasn't especially adept at sneaking, at least not to the extent Sharee would have liked. Regardless, she knew where to guide them to keep them obscured by foliage, so as long as they did not make too much noise, they would be fine. Eventually, they made it to a rocky beach, though they stayed out of the open and instead stayed hidden in the foliage just beyond. The cove itself had a stone canopy, as well as walls of rock extending all the way out to the beach on either side, so there was no way to easily peer in from above, or the sides. In fact, the only way to actually get in was by the water, which would mean they would be left in the open if they were spotted while trying to sneak in.
"Alright, this is the part where we improvise. We don't know what's in that cove other than a makeshift dock and some bandits, and it's not going to be easy to get a look inside without being spotted. It might be possible to climb up on that stone ceiling, then hang down and look inside. I've done things like that before, but there is no guarantee that there will be enough places to grab hold to actually hang far enough down to get a good look. It's not like the rock was made for climbing, and we don't have any climbing gear. Another option is of course the water, but if you want to actually see anything, you have to surface, and invisibility won't stop your body from making disturbances in the water. Again, I'm well-trained in stealth and could probably do it, but even I have to admit there are no guarantees. Third option, we go in without scouting first. It's bold and very dangerous, but we could at least stick below the surface until its time to climb up on the dock." Sharee whispered.
Meesei had been preparing herself for the possibility of a birth in the wilds for the past few days, so when she was awoken in early morning, she knew what was required of her. She went to Ahnasha and without saying a word started to prepare the area around her with blankets and a surplus of potions. Many of the others seemed anxious to the point of panic, and rightfully so. None of them really knew what was going to happen, and that was a frightening thought. Some wanted to see if they could get to Stormhold in time to bring someone back to help, and while they could do so in a day, it would take many hours. They were not likely to have that much time, though it was possible.
Meesei resolved herself to not add to the panic, but instead to simply focus all of her attention on Ahnasha's health. She may not have been trained to deal with the Khajiit labor process, but she was still a healer. She could examine a wound and tell in seconds if it would be life threatening. There was no doubt that the energies of Ahnasha's body would be thrown into disarray by this experience. Indeed, Meesei could already feel the physical distress and could see blood, but she wasn't dying, that much was certain.
"Here, for the pain." Meesei said in a calm, soft voice, offering Ahnasha one of Sabine's potions. She drank the entire contents of the vessel in seconds, just before another contraction sent pain shooting through her body. Meanwhile, Meesei noticed Fendros looking at her, so she answered his unspoken question in the same peaceful tone. "I will look after her health. Just sit beside her, take her hand, and be there for her."
Meesei resolved herself to not add to the panic, but instead to simply focus all of her attention on Ahnasha's health. She may not have been trained to deal with the Khajiit labor process, but she was still a healer. She could examine a wound and tell in seconds if it would be life threatening. There was no doubt that the energies of Ahnasha's body would be thrown into disarray by this experience. Indeed, Meesei could already feel the physical distress and could see blood, but she wasn't dying, that much was certain.
"Here, for the pain." Meesei said in a calm, soft voice, offering Ahnasha one of Sabine's potions. She drank the entire contents of the vessel in seconds, just before another contraction sent pain shooting through her body. Meanwhile, Meesei noticed Fendros looking at her, so she answered his unspoken question in the same peaceful tone. "I will look after her health. Just sit beside her, take her hand, and be there for her."
Alright, I posted. Not sure what to do next, but I think we may need to skip something.
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