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Featuring Nopharia and Finnegan
Mentions: Aave and Orky

Mid Spring, Year 760 of the New Age

Windborne

 

 

Bullet; Purple NophariaBullet; Purple 

 

The morning had started like any other. Nopharia had awakened to the dull roar of the ocean that constantly hissed outside if her thicket. A morning breezed wormed its way into the secluded home as she yawned and stretched a little before gazing lovingly at her swollen belly. She knew any day her young fawn would be brought to life and that always sent a spark of excitement through her.

 Pharia rose to her feet slowly, not minding the lumbering gait of pregnancy, she actually quite enjoyed it. For the past few days she had been alone in her little world and today was no different. For awhile Aave, a gray stag, had treated her wounds after the thylacine attack, while his little stoat Orky had kept the doe company, but the pair had wandered off one day and had not returned, leaving Pharia on her own again. But she didn't mind, she had felt off with the constant company, and was thoroughly enjoying the solitude.

 Nopharia milled about her grassy knoll, lazing in the sun and attempting to get comfortable enough to graze. She had been very restless and discontent for the past few days, which was odd because she was always at ease in her hidden home.

 She had just leaned over to nibble some fresh spring grass and sweet clover when a searing pain shot through her belly. The doe gasped in surprise; never had she felt pain like that, not even when the thylacine had ripped her flesh in its attempted to devour her.

 This was internal pain, this was birthing pain. Nopharia looked frantically to her thicket, knowing that would be the safest place to deliver her child. The doe took a wobbly step forward attempting to ignore the pain her unborn was causing her. Her pain was relentless and the doe wanted nothing more than to lie down in the open and bring her fawn to life, but she knew that was too dangerous and would attract predators. 

 The fawn could be felt kicking within her, forcing the nearly new mother to cry out and stumble a bit.

 "I'm going darling, just wait a bit more. Then you will be by my side.” Pharia murmured feverishly as she finally reached the opening of the thicket.

 The robust doe flopped to the ground, exhausted as she reached the safe place.  She gasped for breath, attempting to relax in the anticipation for the next contraction.

 Time passed rapidly as the labor wore on. Sweat soaked her gray coat and made the whole thicket humid with its salty odor. Pharia feared the birth was taking too long as it drug on, fearing her fawn was in danger. At once she burst into tears as her own inexperience stressed her out even more.

 Another contraction passed this one more painful than the rest. The doe's heart leapt as her body realized that the end was near and that her baby would be born any second now. Her contractions drew closer together and Pharia pushed with all her might.

 She huffed, surprise overcoming her when the pain and pressure disappeared and left her with a harsh ache in her lower regions. In that instant she felt disgusting, the stickiness of blood and sweat on and around her, but that was soon forgotten.

 Her head swiveled lazily back and she gazed upon the most beautiful fawnling she had ever seen in her life. Fresh tears dribbled down her face and she immediately kissed her child. She whimpered through kisses and tears, speaking soft and delicate words. "My baby... My golden darling... Oh my son.... My baby..."

 

Bullet; Red FinneganBullet; Red 

 

Darkness, comfort, warmth, suddenly wrenched away with a massive push. The tiny fawn slipped into the world, feeling grass for the first time. The little buck opened his eyes and tried to take his first shaky breath. A large shape blocked the light that had greeted him upon his birth and he cried out for it to come back, air filling his lungs as he did so.

 “Mehhh” Something warm surrounded him in this new darkness, something achingly familiar, like a half remembered dream. He closed his eyes as the warmth drew closer, stroking him from head to tail. His nose - now cleaned of the substance that had clogged it - twitched at the overwhelming scents around him. A voice greeted him as his ears were emptied; a gentle voice, a marvelous voice. His favorite sound, the voice that had called to him in the darkness and warmth, a voice full of love for him; Mother.  His eyes began to focus as they adjusted to this new place. Colors flooded his vision, softer and gentler than the first bright light. The dark blur took shape, forming into the one sure thing he would know and have in this world.

 “Meeehhhh” A little more insistent this time and the dark shape moved away. Something nudged his side and belly, and he tried to obey. “Meeehhff” he hit the ground and the newfound air rushed from his lungs. The gentle voice called to him again and he turned his head to see. She was beautiful, the most graceful creature and she was warm! The breeze that had found its way into the thicket tickled his body and he shivered. A sudden noise and an odd feeling made him jump, squeaking at his mother for assistance. She was there in an instant, nudging him up again. Finally he stood on his spindly little legs, tail hard against the ground for balance. He reached up...And found what he was looking for. A short time later, he shakily folded his legs, smacked his lips in contentment, and fell asleep.   

 

 

Bullet; Purple NophariaBullet; Purple 

 Nopharia's tail curled around herself and her little buck. After his dinner her tiny golden boy had dozed off after cuddling up against her side. The exhausted doe longed to sleep as well but adrenaline still pulsed through her veins, leaving her restlessly awake.

 Pharia gazed upon her son again, her brown eyes taking in every detail of the little creature, the one that had come from within her.

 She had never imagined such a light son coming from her and the grullo stag Jeet, but at the same time the little buck was perfect. Nopharia kissed her son's head, watching his eyes flutter open for a brief moment before he was sucked back into his blissful sleep.

 "You look just like your grandfather." She whispered, knowing the words would fall on deaf ears but still she felt the need to explain herself and her thoughts to him.

 "He was a good stag, a very good stag. He would have loved you." Tears fell from her eyes as she thought of her horrible mother and how awful she was to him till the day he had died. "He would have loved you my little son... My little Finnegan."

 At once she knew the name was perfect, such an honor for both her father and her son. He would carry it proudly and live on within the legacy that died with Finnegan the first.

 "I will protect you, the way he protected me. You will never worry or long for anything my Finn because mommy is here for you." She watched his tail twitch with hooded eyes and nuzzled his little gray nose before laying her head down and succumbing to her exhaustion.

 

Bullet; Red FinneganBullet; Red 

 

As he fell into dreams the young buck found, with a simple kiss on his forehead; the peace and love he had been wrenched away from. A word, the first spoken word he would understand fell gently down through the waves of sleep and nestled in his mind. His name, Finnegan.

 

Nopharia Nopharia l Doe l Herd Member by AgentDarkhorse and Finnegan Finnegan|Buck|Windborne|Herd Member by AK-Outstanding Aave Aave|Stag|Wanderer by BettaFreak123 (Who's rp with Phari has not been posted, shhhhh)

Total word count - 1,309

Nopharia- 888 words
Finn - 398 words

Pharia + 2 strength, +1 Stamina  For poppin out a baby

(+3 to Point Total for an collaborative literature piece 1000-1999 words)

Yes Phaira's little golden boy is born :heart:
And he is the cutest fawn ever! (Don't even try to say anything against me... I will cut you)

Mad props to the amazing

AK-Outstanding

Who is amazing and beautiful and also will be playing Nopharia's little ball of mischeif.
Shower her in bacon ya'll she deserves it.

Also shout out to Phari's baby-daddy, Jeet.
Thank you

meganeffingsandbox

For giving her the love of her life, and pimping Jeet out ;)
She needs loads of bacon too.

Nopharia and her parts (C) AgentDarkhorse
Finn and his parts (C) AK-Outstanding
Gotta love these fawnlings
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And eeek, sorry! runs off to reply
But lovveee this!!!!