The days were stretching out, and the mademoiselle was feeling heavily pregnant. Thats because she was, she was in pain constantly. This birth probably wouldn’t be the smoothest, but she was excited to bring her little ones into the world. To be honest, she was counting down the days until she was going too. However, it hit her at a random time. That sudden pain, the contractions beginning. She had been standing near their den, close enough to it that she could still make her way over through the contractions, but it felt like miles. As she got to the entrance, she called out, lifting her snout into the air. “Marius! They’re coming!” She yelled into the night sky, hoping.. Praying he would reach her in time. As she climbed into the den, she laid down on the stone floor. The coldness the rock gave off was soothing. She laid her head down, ears pinned back on her cranium as she felt another contraction ripple through her body.

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When she lifted her head once again, the new mother found five gorgeous little pups laying at her belly, suckling away. The smile on her lips was bright, carefully nosing each of them to make sure they were all doing okay. She would then turn her gaze up to Marius if he was present, locking eyes for a mere second, before her attention turned once again to their children. “They’re beautiful, my love..” She murmured, tilting her head. Names flooded through her mind as she gazed at them. “This little boy here, I was thinking Beau for his name.” She nosed a little boy, with brown fur with darker brown around his back. His horn was a solid black in coloration. “And this little girl,” She murmured, nudging a darker grey girl, who had a beautiful mix of their colors. She carried Marius bloodline, having three tails. “Clarette.” Cosette’s voice was barely above a whisper.

Her eyes then flicked to the other three pups, eyes falling upon another one of her girls. She was a slightly darker cream in color with her fathers darker brown down her back. She had both a horn as well as five tails from what Cosette counted. “Fantine..” She murmured, dedicating the name after her mother, smiling. The new mother then gazed at another little boy she had, light greys and browns running through his fur. The cream legs symbolized her in his genes. “Valjean,” she named him soundly, a small laugh leaving her lips as the little boy snuggled a bit closer to his siblings. Finally, her gaze landed on the last little girl, nosing her gently. She had nine tails, as well as a sky blue horn coming from her head. She was slightly darker than Cosette, with the same dark browns running around her neck. “Antoinette..” She whispered, gently licking the little one before looking up at Marius, exhaustion shining in her eyes.

“What do you think, my love?”