The Birth of A First Sons', First Son

Rook was pacing outside the wagon, grumbling to himself. He could kill without thinking, or flay the flesh off of an enemy, but a woman giving birth, just set him on edge.

Tarra had not seen Cana for sometime and knew her time was near, as she worked she felt something in the air and she gathered a few things and walked towards Cana 's wagon having a feeling that she might need her. When she neared she saw Rook pacing and grumbling and she made her way up the wagon steps "Make sure water is hot Rook and there are plenty of cloths and a small fur."

Snapping his fingers, the girls were in motion. The girl juneau already had pots of water on the fire, and kasra was in with Cana, wiping her brow with cooled cloths. Cana lifted her head, seeing Tarra, and managed a wan smile. " I am so glad to see you, Tarra."


She smiled gently to her and dismissed kasra. "See to Rook girl I think he needs a drink." She stated gently and then walked to Cana and lowered placing a hand on her stomach. " I had a feeling you might need some help."


Her belly tenses with the contraction, and her jaw clenches and all she can manage is a small nod, eyes closing as she tries to ride through the pain. The girl had fled from the wagon, and gone to get Rook his usual tea, but he waved her away with one word. " Paga"


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"How long?" Tarra would ask as she placed a hand to her forehead and wiped it with the cloth

Cana rasps out softly. "Not long. About five ihn, or so." She had been counting beats of her own heart between contractions.


"I think soon you will be having a baby then" Tarra would move between her legs and positioned them so she could see if she had crowned yet. " Now with the next contraction push really hard and breathe out." She would state as she rested her hand on her stomach speaking softly as if easing some of her pain.


Nodding, Cana grasped the furs, closed her eyes, and waited. Just having Tarra here, already was making her feel calmer. When the next pain hit, she lifted a bit and pushed, her face scrunching up with the effort and pain.


"Breathe out" Tarra encouraged her as she spoke softly feeling her abdomen tense beneath her hand, when it eased some she would look to her. " So what do you think.. a boy.. a girl or both.?"


Exhaling, she lays back and then takes another ragged breath. " I hope for a boy, and I do not think I am big enough for two, do you?"



"You never know" She would tease softly as her fingers traced invisible designs over her stomach bringing forth the positive energy for the birth. "I think a son.. but I had to tease your mate by saying its a girl just to rile him up. Now get ready to push as hard as you can" She:she offered her hands to her to help sit her up a bit.


She had started to laugh, but it trailed off into a low groan as she reached for her hands, pulling up and pushing for all she was worth.



"That's it deep breath and as hard as you can" She would state as she could see just a bit of the head crown not much but a glimpse.


Taking a breath, she bears down hard, pushing, her jaw set in a rigid line as she did.



"Not much longer" She would state as she eased her back on the furs she then prepared a cloth to be able to clean the little one and lay a ceremonial dagger beside her that was only ever used in birthings. "The next one should do it, I can see just a glimpse of the head"

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Nods as she takes in gulps of air, then tries to relax, in order to fill her lungs with air, then whispers. "I care not, as long as it is healthy" Her chest lifts and falls as she prepares for the next contraction. Feeling it building, she reaches for Tarra's arm, pulls up and grunts as she bears down.


She gripped her gently as she watched her. "That's it Cana, Give it all you have" One hand released her as she lifted the dagger and lightly cut her so she would not tear the head was good size, she had a feeling he was no small baby then her hand guide his head out slowly as she then released her other arm and smiled as he began to slide from her body covered in a light film of mucous and blood. "This one is going to be a good sized warrior."



Taking in another gulp of air, she pushes again, feeling the baby make it's entrance and that relief that comes for that brief moment when he does. She manages to gasp out. "A boy?"


She cradled him in her arm and gently suctioned out his nose and mouth and then wiped him clean, cutting the cord she then clamped it and lifted him up for her to see. " A very big boy" She smiled gently and moved to lay him in her arms. "Congratulations Cana... You have a beautiful healthy son."


Tears streamed down her cheeks as she takes the baby in her arms, placing a soft kiss to his head, whispering. "He is beautiful" Her fingers trail over that soft cheek, as she kisses him again. "Thank you so much, Tarra."


She would smile gently then move back between her legs and massaged her abdomen easing out the afterbirth. then she cleaned her up and stitched her and applied a healing ointment. placing the after birth in a bowl she covered it up to take care of it. Then she moved to Cana and sat her up a bit by tucking rolls of furs behind her. "I am glad to have been here to help."


Another son for her to love, and to raise in the ways of the tribe. She leans to kiss Tarra's cheek as she puts the furs behind her back. " I need to ask a favor of you."


"What is that?" She would ask as she wiped her hands on one of the extra clothes she brought.


Her voice was soft. "Could you take Another One for a few days, while I recover?" She adds quickly. "I will have the girls pack his things. He is no longer on the breast, drinks from his own cup, and eats meat if you cut it small for him. Besides, it is far past time for him to get to know his grandmother."


She had not realized that he had grown that big already she had missed much it would seem. "Of course there is plenty of room in my wagon. Garyx has not yet returned so he can stay in mine. Do you want me to take Tug with me so you can rest?"


"If it is not too much trouble" Her gaze was on her new son. "He can help with his brother, and you can also take one of the girls to help if you would like."


Tarra would chuckle. "You know me and slaves" She would smile " Besides I think Arkus and Halie would enjoy helping with them."


And this was how Ba'atar's first true son came into the world. It was a bittersweet moment. A child was born, but his father was not there. And so goes life among the Tuchuk.