Meeting the Kin [Sicilla]

[Azyra]

Bored young lass would pad around impatiently, awaiting her brother's scent. Where had he gone? Sky had just been here, talking to her! She was his bodyguard, he couldn't just walk away from her like that. Well... he could, but he shouldn't have, in her opinion. At least he could handle himself. There was no need to worry about him too much. Yet still, the femme's nose twitched with worry and taking in the scents yet again before sitting down, pondering the idea. Well, he'd been saying how he was going to go somewhere... to... To the Reaping. Oh! Right... Azyra sighed, shaking her head. She forgot. He'd gone to fetch some more girls. Big surprise.

Ears twitching with annoyance, she sighed and headed off, away from where Sky had last been seen though it almost bothered her to do so. Her thoughts were scattered and pretty much pointless as she tried with little effort to piece together the puzzle of why he would want more females. He already had Sicilla and her, who more did he need? Ah, well... if it was what Sky really did want, then he didn't need a reason.

Something broke into her thoughts; a squealing noise, high-pitched and almost annoying in a way, but yet, it brought a small bit of a memory back to her. Padding towards it, she suddenly recognized the female's scent along with similar ones, obviously ones nearby her; yet, it was a different scent. Mixed in with... Sky's.

Pups!

Perking up a bit, the she-wolf darted forward and only slowed when she located the small group, alternating her pace to a light padding as it was before. At just a few feet away from the pups, she would nod to the new mother. "Greetings," she would say, a bit softer than normal at the sight of her new kin. Sky's pups, her kin... Ah, Cataclysm would be a brilliant clan indeed. "Congratulations on your litter." The softness in her tone would be replaced by the more normal boldness that encased her from head to toe, though still a slight smile crept its way upon her muzzle.

[Sicilia]

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[/i] she said weakly, knowling the smell of blood was fresh from her lady parts. "At least the pups are okay..."[/i] [/style][/center]

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[STYLE= font-family: latha; font-size: 9px; color: 987ca0; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 0; text-align: center;]that i'll ever be, and I don't want to go home right now.[/style]

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[Azyra]

Azyra sighed, giving a brief nod before laying down, looking at the newborn pups. Yet as she analyzed the words Sicilia spoke, she snapped her head in the mother's direction and glared right at her. "What's wrong?" she asked, slight concern in her voice as she thought the femme's words over. If something was wrong with her, then she could die, and Sky wouldn't be very happy then.. besides, the pups might die then as well, and she had nothing against her; Sicilia had never given her any reason to be mad at her, to despise her... it was something that annoyed her and pleased her at the same time.

She gave the air a good sniff and then brought her nose in closer to the pups. They smelled fine to her, though she wouldn't know best. Yet as she brought her nose in a bit closer to Sicilia, she noticed the scent of blood. Probably from labor, she concluded, though still she was a bit confused. It was never good when a female didn't feel good after going into labor, and since the clan didn't really have a healer yet...

If she was sick, what were they going to do?