The Darker Side of Nothing.

She felt a presence in her dream, but her mind was so already full with metal anguish that anything that attempted to reach her was bound tightly and forbidden entrance. She shivered in her sleep and began to dream awful things resulting in death and blood.
 
Angus attempt to establish their mate link failed miserably, he received nothing back from his love Ivory. ''You'll have to wait boyo...she needs you to have patience with her.'' Pushing off the counter top with a sigh, snaps his fingers and taps his palm against the opposite fist. An old habit when not knowing what to do with himself, walking to a large comfortable chair by the window.

Taking his sketch from his shirt pocket, opening it the charcoal pencil falls out. He caught it and touches the point to his tongue, sketching her touching the window pane while it rains. He recalled that morning as it happened, every softly spoken word and sweet dimpled smile. All the graceful movements she made, the fresh scent of pine and rain, her in his arms dancing.
 
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She woke after a few hours to complete darkness. She whimpered, the light must have burnt out. Closing.her eyes she curled against herself. She pressed her hands to her sweet belly and thought of the child inside.
"Dark the stars and Dark the moon..." She sang softly, in a gentle way to help settle the baby's kicking which was soon growing quite painful. "Hush the night and the morning loon. Call the horses and beat on your drum. Gone their master gone their son...."
 
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Finishing the sketch of his lovely Lass a sweet lullaby whispered into his mind. Having been so focused on catching every beautiful aspect of her. With him a Werewolf and her a Fury their mental link grows slowly. Angus knows it maybe could be dangerous linking mentally, as he might disrupt this natural process Furies have. In a baritone voice softly hums this lullaby.
 
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She could faintly hear his soft homing, her crimson gaze burned up at the floorboards to the room above her. Her heart flickered and her eyes closed slowly. She missed him so much, she.. She was starving.... she suddenly realized, she wanted fresh meat... She wanted.....

Something..
 
She would need food soon, longbow and quiver over his shoulder he set out to hunt. Walking with purpose he came to the game trail, he sniffed out a wild boar and stood silently. Heading out at a slow trot tracking prey, it wasn't long before he found the 300 pounder. Taking cover down wind of the animal, a arrow from is quiver wouldn't bring it down. Luckily he'd brought his spear was leaning against his shoulder

Drawing back the spear taking aim and was thrown it travels true to strike, the Boar turns on him and it charged it's hooves tearing up the dirt. It fell dead exactly when it was 10 feet away, field dressing it swiftly with practiced skill. leaving inside the vital organs Ivory and babe would need, touching his head to the Boars Angus thanked it. With a quite prayer to Gai he then hefts it across his shoulders, he would rush back home to his mate.

Making good time he walks around to the game shoot puts it in, drawing up the box at the bottom of the shoot. His love could easily get to the Boar inside of the box, as it was lowered to the bottom slowly. He closes the heavy door again locks and bars it, washing off at the well he went back into the house. Tired, Angus sat down heavily in his large comfortable chair, nodding of he was soon asleep covered in one of Ivy's furs.
 
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Agains she blacked out, this time devouring the entire boar, she woke in a pool of blood. "What?" She noticed the carcass and screamed softly. She hid in her blankets after washing.
 
Alone she lie, when the pain started. A searing pain in her lower abdomen, it danced down to her genitalia and she let out a scream that shook the air. Her back arched and she tore at the blankets, tears filling her crimson eyes. "Angus!!!!" She shrieked and squirmed, the chains and shackles dug into her soft flesh as she began labor.
 
Jolted from his sleep by Ivy screamed his name scrambling to his feet he ran the the sink. Grabbing the big wash pot filling it he set it on the stove to heat. Turning around too quickly slams his knee into the linen closet door ''By the devil blazing balls! Shite that hurt!'' Limping around in a circle the pain was forgotten as I shrieked in agony. Grabbing the towels, Wash pot and a small razor sharp knife to cut the umbilical cord. Limping to the basement door in a nervous sweat pulls the key from his pocket unlocking unbars the door. Rushing down the stairs and across the floor dropping to his knees skidding to a stop between her wee feet. ''Aye your Angus is here my love...shhhh.'' Sopping a cloth in in the cool spring run off water mops her brow without looking into her eyes.
 
She struggles, and finally closes her eyes. Her back arches once again and she squirms without release from the anguish, she could feel the dilation of her pelvic region. She sobbed loudly as she felt the little one's head push into place. Her muscles contracted and prepared her body. "Oh my God." She cried, little lines of blood ran down her arms from the cutting cuffs.
 
Quickly unlocking her cuffs he didn't want to risk her cutting arteries, tossing the shackles away her ankle cuffs stay on. It was for his own safety that he does this, reaching down to hold his precious daughters lil head. ''Aye that's it push meh Mate...push for meh! Her beautiful little face slowly appears to his gray eyes. ''Our wee baby girl looks like her lovely mum!'' Wiping her sweet little face clean when her eyes open she hopefully has my eyes. We would know soon enough the babe shoulders were the most difficulty in birthing ''Another big push meh love...aye now push she wants ta see her mum!'' With one hand he grabs a towel to wipe away the normal amount of blood during the birthing process.
 
She shrieked as her daughter passed through the canal, ripping her open. She struggled to push, her energy was draining quickly. Holding her breath she pushed once more, hard. She felt the baby leave her before everything around her faded into darkness.
She lie there motionless, breathing weakly, but very much alive. The pain and caused her to black out.
 
Catching his daughter gently he cleaned out her tiny mouth, and quickly lifted the knife cut to umbilical cord. Sopping another cloth in the warm water he bathes their baby, girl tying of the cord wrapping her in a warm towel. He knew when his love awoke she'd be ravenous again, placing the baby on her chest her gray eyes open. Quickly cleansing and bandages her cut wrists replacing her cuffs, locking them quickly to protect himself and steps out of reach.
 
Ivory woke slowly, feeling and hearing the child upon her she immediately grasped for her, putting a blanket between her and the cuffs, Ivory whimpered. "Hello darling." Her voice danced softly, her amber eyes slowly took over her crimson and the she could look upon the child with no fear. She noticed the beautiful eyes of their daughter and she began weeping silently.
Gently she held her to her breast and instinctively the child fed. Ivory then looked up at her Angus, most of the hunger surges gad passed, and she no longer craved flesh. Of course the blackouts would still happen, and she would still eat savagely until the wee baby was weaned, but she no longer posed a threat to her lover.
Biting her lip she attempted to speak, but nothing left her lips but a soft cry as tears of joy swept.over her.
 
The nervous anticipation that Ivory would lunge at him fades instantly, seeing her grasp our baby girl softly to care for her, Angus grins broadly as a proud Papa should. Steps to his mate nursing their child, he easily lowers himself to her side, and pulls a blanket over her nudity. Wrapping powerful yet loving arms around them, leaning in to kiss his loves temple tenderly, reaching a hand up to caress her damp locks. He sees she's at a loss for words, only a soft cry as she wept joyful tears. ''Aye, our wee babe's beautiful my Love.'' Tears of joy welled in his eyes and fell freely, Mother Father and child are finally together, they now have the family they've both longed for. ''I love you Ivory..what is it we shall name our dear one?''
 
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She didn't answer for the longest time, her gaze resting wholly on the baby, she did look like her, but her gorgeous grey eyes glared into her own amber. She caressed the baby's face and bit her lip unable to decide for the longest time. Finally though, her voice broke softly, it hoarse and frail. "Tegwin." She stoked Gaelic for o baby's soft face timidly. Its Gaelic for blessed..."
 
Looking down with his cheek against his love, watching as his baby girl nursing, lightly caresses her sweet head and kisses Tegwin's forehead. ''Aye Tegwin it is...like your name sweet wee babe, hmm? She seems to wiggle happily as her Father spoke. ''I think she's a liken her name Mummie.''
 
"Or maybe. It's just her daddy's soothing voice." She sighed exhausted, and sore, more so than she could believe. Her eyes grew heavy and she shivered. "Please Angus... Get us out of here?"
 
Looking up into his loves weak amber eyes, he had the biggest grin she'd ever seen. Seeing her shiver like this he knew she needed warmth, as she asked already gathering her and Tegwin in his arms. Pulling the key from his pocket unlocking the shackles, they drop away as he stood and lovingly kissed her lips. Heads upstairs with mother and child, entering the house he pushes the door closed with a boot. Taking the stairs up to their warm bedroom, the bed was turned down with sheets to catch any blood. He'd bathe her when she'd fall asleep, being she's so exhausted as he lay her in bed. ''Here we go Ivory my love a nice warm bed.''
 
"Sorry about the mess." She pleaded weakly as her eyes closed. The babe, too had fallen asleep.suckling mother's breast. Her breathing was soft and shallow.
 
Leaning in to kiss her eyelids as they closed, the beautiful babe fell asleep with her mother. Pulling the fur and blanket up over his girls, kissing his sweet babe's forehead he steps away. Heading into the bath he fills a wash basin with hot water, adding a cloth and homemade lavender soap. Returning to the bedside to puts the basin on the nightstand. Drawing the covers back within the warm room, she wouldn't get cold as he gently bathes her. With a gentleness of as large a man surprising, rinsing the cloth rang it out rinse the soap from her. Using a soft towel to dry her skin, draws the covers back down. Drying his hands upon the towel also, laying it aside sat in a bedside chair watching them sleep.
 
She slept for what felt like days, her body healing quickly, the baby whimpered and began weeping softly. Ivory opened her eyes slowly and looked to angus. She spoke softly, carefully. "Take her from me my love, clean her and diaper her then rock her to sleep."
 
''Aye...first timer here Ivory but I'll manage love.'' Taking his baby girl into his arms gently, speaking softly to her as he did. Stepping to the rustic changing table, laying her down very carefully. Wiping her little bottom clean, washed, rinsed, lotion and powered. Lifting her up gently placing the diaper on, gathering her up into his arms rocking her. Singing very softly the lullaby heard from his love, seating himself in the rocker wraps her in a warm blanket. ''Shhh...all nice and clean now Papa's girl.''
 
The baby simply stared at her father, her tiny hand reached up to him and she touched his beard. She then yawned and.closed her grey eyes slowly, resting in her daddy's big strong arms
 
It hadn't been a minute and little Tegwin, has her Papa wrapped around her tiny finger. Looking over to her mummie with that same grin, his love had him lovingly wrapped around her little finger too. ''How's my beautiful Lass feeling? You must be very hungry by now I'd imagine.''
 
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