06-04-2018, 07:38 PM
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★ WHEN MY HEART IS MADE FROM GOLD AND FORGIVENESS SEEMS TOO BOLD
Hazel had never witnessed a birthing before, and that wouldn't change now. She appeared after the kittens were born, following after Suite and, consequently, Bastille. She did her damnedest to ignore him and the quite hostility that was bared towards them, and grit her teeth against it. Hearing the chill in his tone towards Suite almost had Hazel opening her mouth to tell him that Suite could give comfort and advice - something Bastille was unable to do. But that was for another day.
She wanted to see the babies - the little people she could help raise, if Luna let her. Hazel had always wanted younger siblings; Mother would gripe and complain about how her failed litter would have been ten times better than Hazel, and all she could think was that at least there would be someone else in the house.
"They're gorgeous, Luna." Hazel breathed, lips curving upwards. Her awe and reverence towards the situation easily overcame her own issues, and she found herself wishing the babies could open their eyes now. "Congratulations. You're going to make a wonderful mother."
She wanted to see the babies - the little people she could help raise, if Luna let her. Hazel had always wanted younger siblings; Mother would gripe and complain about how her failed litter would have been ten times better than Hazel, and all she could think was that at least there would be someone else in the house.
"They're gorgeous, Luna." Hazel breathed, lips curving upwards. Her awe and reverence towards the situation easily overcame her own issues, and she found herself wishing the babies could open their eyes now. "Congratulations. You're going to make a wonderful mother."
★ — hazel — "speech" — seven months — the ascendants — tags — ★
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WITH EVERY HEARTBEAT I HAVE LEFT
i will defend your every breath; i'll do better