LA LA LU ♡ birthing ♡ AND MAY LOVE BE YOUR KEEPER

[Simon F.M.]

When Diya had been young, children had never been on the plate. And then when she had diassapeared and lost so many years to the void, she'd found herself so distraught that she hadn't thought love possible. She'd gone to Typhoon just to deliver a lost child, and it had snowballed from there. She hadn't meant to fall in love, and certainly hadn't meant for children. did she regret it? not at all, she couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Every moment in her life had lead to this, though she wish some things had been different. She simply wished her mothers or brothers or sisters could be here for this. She hoped that one day, just maybe, one of them would stumble onto her doorstep to meet her darling babies.

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For the past week, she hadn't strayed far from Roxanne's side. She had remained close by to her girlfriend, laid behind her and pressed together. Her tongue would rasp over the top of Roxanne's head, sighing softly(but not sadly) as things finally grew still. One of the babies, pale with grwey spots, had scared them at first but, now things had settled, all things peaceful. The babe in question was being suggested a name by Roxanne, and another at the same moment by Diya. As Finnie was suggested, the name "Brennigan" softly left her. A moment of panic at the conflicting names, a slight chuckle rumbling from the vampires chest. At her girlfriends suggestion of a different name she nodded, agreeing to such a name.

She would lean over, laying eyer on the other two remaining children, nameless. Her eyes would settle on one, a soft white with brown points. She reached her head over her girlfriend, brushing her nose against one of the little ones small orange horns. She would lift her head slightly to look at Roxanne, meeting her eyes for a moment before returning her gaze the that small kitten. "Alexandre, for you" she would say softly, a light smile on her muzzle. A name meaning protector, though she would never ask a single one to take such a stance over their family.

Her gaze would turn to the final unnamed child, a near replica of Roxanne. A chuckle would leave her softly as she stated the obvious, gaze not leaving the chocolate colored kitten. "She looks almost exactly like you, love." she would say, a small smile on her face. Her mind flashed back to her own mother, who she had been a copy of. SHe hoped that her children would never have to deal with the losing their mothers like she had. Her children would never go through that kind of strife, she would be sure of that. "Aveline," she would murmer, meaning "little chestnut tree", named for the brown color of her fur. Satisfied, she would give each kitten a small nuzzle before pulling back, resting her head on Roxanne's side. "I love them and I love you, Mon bonheur.