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[Ditto Armunn]

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Ditto's mind was in a whirl. So much had happened the past week. First, there was her wedding to Tarothin, and now, the birth of their son....Daerauko Armunn. His arrival was 2 months early and though he wasn't as chubby as a human child, he was longer than normal. His ears just slightly pointed. His eyes, now a few days old, were a brilliant, near glowing blue. A combination of lightning striking saphire. His hair at first a pinkish white, was now thickening and darkening quickly.
Remembering the day of his birth, Ditto thought that the entire community of the Dark Order's Cove had known she was in labor long before she had been told, thinking the pains only a tummy ache and upset that everyone wanted to call Tarothin away from his duties just for her needing to sit and being slightly grumpy. Wimpering at her friends that she needed a hand to hold, and then screaming at them or throwing things if they got close enough to hold her hand. She'd thought herself possessed. Silent Poet was there to help with the delivery, being comforting and patient, but, getting little progress with Ditto and moving her to a more appropriate birthing area than the Adder tavern. Then Tarothin had arrived and surveyed the situation. Without a word he scooped her up into his arms as easily as a sack of down. Her head flopped against his shoulder, feeling safer now, she didn't bother questioning where he was taking her, and merely whispered that she wanted to go home. Once they were at their home in the Command Post, and turned down the corridor, she was dimly aware of the thud of his footsteps against the stone. A familiar, pleasing sound that almost lulled her into sleep. And then, as quickly as she had relaxed, she stiffend again as a newer, and much sharper pain hit her. Tarothin sat her down near a chair in the bedchamber. Once on her feet again, her water broke. After much embarrassment, proding, and a final gentle but firm order from Tarothin, she was in the cushioned chair....cold, shaking, kicking, and screaming, Ditto was in full labor and clutching Tarothin's robe in a deathgrip while she gave birth to their son..while Tarothin stood tall behind the chair, rubbing her shoulders.

After removing from her clinched teeth, the protection charm Poet had told her earlier to bite down on, Ditto held Daerauko for the first time. Her first thought was that he was so tiny, and then she noticed the big head on his shoulders and giggled slightly at how that reminded her of his father. A mix of emotion, all laced with love for this little being she was meeting for the first time overwhelmed her in her exahusted state..when her arms shook with weakness, she looked up into Tarothin's eyes looking down at the two of them and smiled warmly at what she read in them.
"Here is your son, Tarothin." Still smiling lovingly into his eyes, she held their son up to meet his father.

[Tarothin Armunn]

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He takes the child holding it in outstretched arms and examined it. Nodding to himself in exceptance before handing the child to Cat.

[CatLyxen]

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Cat was handed the baby by Tarothin as he turned to make sure Ditto was doing well after the birthing.
Cat took the little bundle in her arms and grinned down at the newborn. His fingers stick out of the blanket and are so small Cat is amazed. She walks over to the fireplace to make sure the baby is warm enough.
She stares at him in amazement. She never thought this little baby would come to mean so much to her. She already loved him and kissed his little nose . She had stood by the fireplace and helped Poet when he asked for help . She watched how brave Ditto had been when the pain was so bad . And now ...this little baby boy was a part of everyone who had stood on the room.
Cat touched his little hand and he seemed to grab for her finger. She smiled and stood rocking back and forth , humming .
When Ditto was freshened up and in the bed Cat took the wee baby and laid it next to Ditto.She kissed the babys nose and Dittos forehead. As she backed away from the bed she saw how peaceful they looked and smiled.