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Birth The Birth of a Brood







Eliana
Female
Vrai Consort
Tiger
© Avocado
3.5 years
Height: 32 in
Posts: 32
AP: 143AP
Linked Accounts

Weight: 195 lbs

The Birth of a Brood

Eliana Malfoy


It was around mid morning and Eliana was pacing slowly back and forth in front of the bed she had prepared for the arrival of the babies. The birthing bed was next to the bed she normally slept on, located beneath a tree in the savannah. Every day her belly just seemed to get bigger and bigger. She had to pop any moment now. Eliana couldn’t fathom getting any larger than she already was.

Groaning softly to herself she continued her slow pacing back and forth. She had been feeling uncomfortable for the past few hours, it had originally prevented her from sleeping, and then there was pressure beginning to build. Wearing a frown on her face she was feeling pressure building inside her more. Fear welled up inside her. She was scared to give birth, scared to be without her family. She wanted her mom there to help her. Eliana never felt more alone.

”Ngh!” Eliana slowly made her way over to the little bed of blankets that she had set aside for the birthing of the babies. Laying herself upon the birthing bed slowly she took deep breaths to calm herself down.

She didn’t care if Rowle appeared during the birth of the children. Eliana would rather he didn’t. Letting out a cry in pain as things began to progress, she let her instincts take over.


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After a long labor Eliana laid upon the birthing bed, absolutely exhausted, drained of her energy. At her belly were four freshly cleaned, healthy, little tigers; all of whom were getting their first meal out of her. Near her head, gently placed under a pelt was a little baby that never got to take a breath. A single stillborn babe. Eliana knew that her and her brother had been the only two of their litter to survive, hence why her and Lorcan were always so close. But, it was crushing to have to go through it. It was heartbreaking to see.

Looking at the four little squirmy babies enjoying their meal Eliana decided to name them. She gave no fucks what Rowle’s thoughts were on the topic. Ok, she did fear him, but she wanted to name her own children… even if it was with a monster like him.

She thought for a moment on what she would name them before giving them each a lick on the head as she called out their names softly. ”Tora… Balor… Quinn… and Imogen.” After this whole birthing ordeal… Eliana wanted nothing more than to just get some well earned sleep.


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Rowle
Male
Vrai Baron
Tiger
© Akky
4.5 years
Height: 47in
Posts: 27
AP: 0AP
Linked Accounts

Weight: 685lbs

RE: The Birth of a Brood

(This post was last modified: 11-24-2021, 01:19 AM by Carina. Edited 2 times in total.)
Rowle Black


Sharing would never be an option.

He dared one of his brothers to try.

They’d feel death before it even defiled into reality.

The smell of birth quenched the man’s sickly infatuation, a rather demonic, truculent snarl betiding Rowle’s wrinkled, agape jaws; strings of saliva tore in monsoon’s of whitish goop, libeling and besmearing.

Be it may in addiction, possession ran chasmic.

There was a redolence of invincibility, superiority and a maelstrom of destruction that shrouded the herculean man like spartan’s glory, breathing its tyranny as if it were fire. To him, it was all about conquering. However, today would be something else. He stalked the savannah’s golden sea in volant strides, a tingling sensation coveting the tiger’s girth, skin taut and hackles aflame with dominance —— forwarding, his wife lay enervated with a quad of bairns —— all except for one. There was rage, bedlam, uncertainty; but then again, it was the weak ones that didn’t survive, right? Was it a blessing in disguise? To say he was narcissistically cruel was an understatement, bedrock and coal. Eyes of lime and lipstick narrowed in dark observation, devious and desirous as he attempted to spew a hot, tendril breath down the redhead’s neck. Albeit, Rowle tried to hover above her, avariciously. The titan wanted to plead surety of his ownership. “Wife,” He expelled like the devil’s infernal fallen from heaven’s plume, “You make me proud, dolly. They’ll be splendid prodigies.” He, a Black, owned what others did not -- like a firestorm, it birled a mass of havoc at the man’s core. Expressions bullish, hailed by hell, his amber and russet robe dynamised a threatening aura, contesting whatever may come of this prosperous moment.

Fire 0/2 | Kinetic 0/2 | Shadow 0/2.
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Antoinette
Female
Vrai Duchess
Tiger
© Lightwood
4.5 years
Height: 36 in
Posts: 42
AP: 268.5AP
Linked Accounts

Weight: 416 lbs

RE: The Birth of a Brood



To be the perfect angel some sin must be done


She hadn't been far when the cry of pain reached her ears. Oh that didn't sound too good.. She snickered at the thought. Poor soul, such a shame she wasn't there to see it. Not to say she couldn't witness the outcome now. Antoinette hurriedly made her approach. However, the closer she got the more the scent hit her. Weighing heavy in the air was the distinctive smell of birth. Oh? Well, that would explain the cry.

Acid greens spotted the tigress she saw from the 'meeting'. Her brother was the first to show. A brow raising as she finally connected all the pieces. She was an aunt now! Her face split from how wide she smiled. Netty approached slowly, knowing how possessive her brother got, and stopped but a good six feet -- to give the happy family some space. "They're beautiful, Rowle."

For once, she knew not to run her mouth. The woman seemed so tired and having a chatty cathy around would only cause a terrible headache. Soon she took note of the stillborn, but nothing was said of it. As someone who never had children or given birth, Antoinette really couldn't understand the possible heartache. All she could feel right now was apathy towards the small heap of fur. It wasn't her it didn't make it, so why should she feel sad about it?

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Arcturus
Male
Vrai King
Tiger
© Spirit
4.5 years
Height: 45
Posts: 117
AP: 34.5AP
Linked Accounts

Weight: 660

RE: The Birth of a Brood

Arcturus Black-Lestrange


Arcturus was lazing beneath a tree, taking a bit of relief from the hot beating sun. Perhaps Mailys was correct, maybe these lands were too warm for him. Before he began to doze off, he had noticed his brother moving towards something. He didn't particularly care, but it did catch his attention when his sister went off the same way. Rising to his feet, he caught the scent, the one that must be drawing the siblings towards the scene. Ah, so his brother was the first of them all to have a new brood of Blacks. He supposed it was that woman that had shown at the tournament, she had looked pregnant and maybe it was time. As he approached, the scent got stronger and stronger till he heard his sisters words.

Arc attempted to loom to his sisters right, peering at the cubs with cold eyes. He did nod to Ant's words, they would be a good addition to their family line. "Congratulations brother." Just as his sister knew, he did too of Rowle's possessiveness. He was rather the same way, so why wouldn't his brother be? He didn't say no more, rather just looked onwards. Would any of their other siblings show?


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Eliana
Female
Vrai Consort
Tiger
© Avocado
3.5 years
Height: 32 in
Posts: 32
AP: 143AP
Linked Accounts

Weight: 195 lbs

RE: The Birth of a Brood

Eliana Malfoy


It was seemingly no sooner than she named the children did her captor decide to reappear over her, breathing his hot breath down her neck. She quickly made sure the titan of a man didn’t crush the babies as he then stood over her, claiming her like some kind of object. Like a possession.

‘Wife. You make me proud, dolly. They’ll be splendid prodigies.’

Eliana narrowed her eyes at his words, unhappy with how he called her ‘wife’. She was not his wife. Telepathy activated as she stared at his leg that blocked her vision. ”I am not your wife. There is no ring. There was no ceremony. I did not agree to it.” Her voice sounded cranky, and exhausted. But she did not have the energy to argue with the man anymore. She just wanted to sleep after the birth of all these children.

But she couldn't, it seemed. Soon a woman walked up, stopped a few good feet away from them, and talked directly to Rowle, ignoring her. Good. Eliana didn’t want to be talked to. Not by someone who knew Rowle. Not by someone who was congratulating him. Surely they had to know about his cruelty.

Then after the woman, appeared a man, who again stood a distance away from them. He congratulated Rowle… as his brother. So he had to know Rowle’s cruelness. Thankfully, he too did not speak to her.

Well Eliana didn’t want all this attention, but hell if she was going to sass off everyone. She didn't have the energy. There was one thing she would sass off about though. ”Stop standing over me and the babies. Your large feet may crush them.” Eliana’s voice was cold, tired, and irritated as she spoke towards Rowle. She didn’t know if she overstepped the line with what she said in Rowle’s mind, but frankly she didn’t care. His stupid large feet may hurt the babes with him being so possessively controlling.



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Lycoris
Male
Vrai Baron
Tiger
© Lizzy
4.25 years
Height: 43in
Posts: 17
AP: 105AP
Linked Accounts

Weight: 655lbs

RE: The Birth of a Brood

(This post was last modified: 05-24-2021, 05:50 AM by Lycoris. Edited 3 times in total.)
[M] for swearing and other mature thoughts.
Lycoris Black

'Call me the Candy Man because you'll be craving more.
The dark shadow moved, his ears flicked because boredom plagued him. The scent of his three siblings and the oh so special one that he wanted to steal crossed his nose. So of course he had to investigate. What other way to fuck with someone than to go annoy his brothers? He rose from his seat and wandered over to their position, listening in as he walked. He didn't hear what Rowle said but he heard Netty and Arcturus. Of course his siblings would congratulate the one that just loan his seed to the female. They were rude. When it comes to women, it was all about congratulating them. He had so much to teach them. Children the lot of them.

As he walked he moved next to Antionette and sat near her but looked at the golden goddess that currently had his brothers children nursing from her. Honestly they were easily killed at that age if he really wanted to kill them and force his own in her stomach. But females were soft and liked their children even if they didn't want them. Honestly he didn't know how his brother got laid. Rowle probably forced himself on her like an asshole. Pretty female tigers have to be charmed and be liked first before they put out. It was all in the game.

Even now Rowle stood over his golden Queen like a dick because well, Rowle was a dick. All his siblings were rude as hell. He was the same, sure but not towards pretty girls. "What are their names? I know your tired. All of us will go make you a nest better than that ratty pelt to sleep in so you and your cubs are safe and healthy. He said softly to the female tiger that was laying under his brother before his eyes turned towards his kin. "Rowle, before you make an ass out of yourself and accidentally step on her or your cubs go make yourself useful and find us some grass." He shot back raising his left eyebrow. He would probably get his ear boxed for that one but it wouldn't be the first time. Nor would it be the last.

He turned his eyes towards Antionette and Arcturus and jerked his head towards the side. "I know our mother raised you better than that to leave our nieces and nephews on the damn ground after being born. They are Blacks. Move yourself." He barked out as he turned to go start looking for a proper nest for the next generation. Plus the pelt she lay on was gross and might as well be on the ground. Maybe he could charm the golden one into liking him after this. His siblings may be brutes but him? He was a god. No relative of his was being left of the ground like yesterdays bad meat.

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Sai
Female
Spirit
Tiger
© Raton
2.75(3.5) years
Height: 36in
Posts: 63
AP: 0AP
Linked Accounts

Weight: 374lbs

RE: The Birth of a Brood



*Note Sai can be skipped. Sai is apart of the Coalition<3*


Sai was pacing along the Coalition's territory - her blue eyes narrowed. She felt shut in, closed in.. Her chest felt tight. She wanted to go and explore, would Arc allow for that? Shaking he head she gave a sigh. A scent drifted over her, an interesting one but quite notable. Her eyes narrowed, new cubs?.

Voices soon drifted to her and her ears pricked forwards. Cautiously the female began to move in the direction of where she believed the others to be and soon was able to tell who was there. From the scents it was Arc himself, his brothers as well as a female and new born cubs. Warmth filled her at the idea. Quietly she moved towards the group and sat a little ways away, ears twitching forwards. She would not speak nor move up to Arc nor make an attempt to move towards the tigress and her new born children. But she did, so desperately, want to see. Sure she was the way she was but that didn't mean she despised babies - no in fact it was the complete opposite of that. Gazing at the small creatures she smiled to herself - they certainly were cute.










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Rowle
Male
Vrai Baron
Tiger
© Akky
4.5 years
Height: 47in
Posts: 27
AP: 0AP
Linked Accounts

Weight: 685lbs

RE: The Birth of a Brood

Rowle Black


Rowle’s possessiveness weaponised like a soldier of war, a culverin, an atomic bomb. It’s impulsive and implosive nature exotified in barbarous flares, a dour reminder of what it is he was capable of doing. Sadism whisked it thickly, sourly.

A carny, yet lordly smirk brandished the titan’s inky lips, abating the ferity he so easily clothed, for now -- as his stature congealed, the felicitations of Antoinette and Arcturus brazed an entitled expression. He felt powerful, reputable, infamous. To own a Malfoy was delightfully piquant, a cleaver made of hot testosterone. As if a rapture of magma thundered from the man’s beastly ambiance, ignorance to his wife’s dissent orchestrated a rather foul deriding. They were his, bairns and all. Rowle may be mercurial, damning and brutish, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t intelligent; a low, eerie shrill dared to slay against the redhead’s left ear. Whispered, it was ominous and nocuous, “You think me stupid? I suggest you be careful with what you say next, wife.” A soporific, icy ire chimed like mourning bells, threatening as an ear would flick in the direction of Lycoris. Almighty on the throne of superiority, conquer, obsession, ridicule came and he snarled in lurid salivation at the boy –– a fool, no wiser than an imbecilic dog –– he fucking dared? He dared to patronise, belittle? It was unacceptable and unforgiveable, a challenge Rowle malevolently accepted. A mountainous rage contaminated the herculean’s very existence, surmised by absolute domination. Were they envious of his accomplishments? Surety of owning a Malfoy might insinuate as such, be it may his own paranoia in thinking it. “Lycoris,” He bellowed, rapacious like a firestorm in a birling tornado, “How about you make yourself useful and fuck off; jealousy doesn’t suit you, runt. You are not in charge of my family, and I care not for your penurious nonsense.” Threatening, demeaning -- he wasn’t here to stroke a deadman’s childish ego. No, this was a battlefield of life and death.

Here, he’d bow to no-one.

Leaning down, he attempted to lick the dolly’s forehead in a show of sequestration, staring directly at Lycoris as he did so. “Oh, and for the record, if you ever question my wife’s bedding again, I’ll strangle you with your own intestines.” If that wasn’t enough of a reason to vamoose, he’d see to it they would, personally.

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Antoinette
Female
Vrai Duchess
Tiger
© Lightwood
4.5 years
Height: 36 in
Posts: 42
AP: 268.5AP
Linked Accounts

Weight: 416 lbs

RE: The Birth of a Brood



To be the perfect angel some sin must be done


Netty watched with a passive face as Arcturus and another tigress arrived. They, too, seemed to have the same idea of not bothering the tired mother. However, it was her annoying brother Lycoris that made her blood begin to simmer. The woman glared at the offending man. "It'd do you some good to realize you are simply an annoyance. Do you think a new mother wants so many fretting over her, blathering her ears off, and starting arguments right after she's given birth? Learn your place, Lycoris. Lest you face our brother's temper." She turned her body back towards the new additions of the family. A small smile playing out on her delicate features. How precious they would be. Antoinette would be sure to spoil them.

Acid greens glanced again Eliana, or dolly, persuasive body posture hopefully aiding in the fact that she meant no harm. Netty was quite the kind woman when it benefited her. The presence of more females made her even more eager for girl friends.

She watched at Lycoris went to make himself useful, a scoff leaving her lips. Manual labor was beneath her.

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Arcturus
Male
Vrai King
Tiger
© Spirit
4.5 years
Height: 45
Posts: 117
AP: 34.5AP
Linked Accounts

Weight: 660

RE: The Birth of a Brood

Arcturus Black-Lestrange


Arcturus raised a brow as the female back talked his brother, ouch. He could not imagine Rowle taking nicely to that one. However, as he stood for a few moments some unholy screaming distracted. Nope, just Lycoris. Cold eyes turned to watch the man as he seemed to never stop his god damn babbling. First mistake, insult the bedding that was most likely hunted for her. Second mistake, trying to tell any of the siblings what to do. Third mistake, read the second again and add on the fact he used the phrase 'I know our mother raised you better than that'. His lips wrinkled in an aggravated snarl, deep in pitch as he spun to face the prick.

He moved away from the new mother and towards Lycoris, just like a cat stalking its prey- oh how ironic. Arc's head was lowered but he was making no attempt to attack the man, but rather attempting to draw nearer so he could speak more quietly to Lycoris. "Ya know, Lycoris-" He tossed a glance at Rowle, before those bi-hued eyes turned back to the grey brother. "I dare you to do that again. I'd love to see you strung from a tree." His face dropped before he turned back around to see Sai, attempting to approach and brush his body along and around her back. It made clear claim, before he attempted to than walk off into the Savannah. Arcturus preferred not to be told what to do, and he still held just a bit of respect for his siblings enough not to do what the idiot did, tell the others what to do. A King or not, his siblings and mothers were in highest regard to everyone else. However, he was rethinking his thoughts on the runt.

-exit-


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