Hasa's History

With a soft thud her body fell, flank heaving and long slender tail lashing in discomfort. Her soft blue hide speckled with sweat and her clear, gray eyes shut with the pain. Oh Lochren the pain. Athena never expected child birth to hurt so much, let alone for a single cub, she never expected to be... Alone for the process. The Oasis typically celebrated everything together, converged upon their kin like a swarm of angry insects but Athena... Was alone. Scorpius was long gone, dead before it was confirmed that she was carrying his child because of that infernal war that Mitus just HAD to stick his nose in. In her mind it was Mitus that was to blame, Mitus that caused her to be left alone as contractions wracked her slender frame and a screech left her lips. With her strong claws digging into the cold stone floor of her den Athena welcomed Hasamelias into the world. No longer alone, no longer screaming or in pain she openly wept at the sight of the small winged bundle she pulled into her chest. They stayed like this for a few days, until Athena felt Hasa was strong enough to meet his new, oh so big family. He was barley walking, toddling beside the large paws of his mother as she led him to the market center with an almost giddy smile on her tired face. She didn't need to feed him, one blessing from a lion that caused her son to enter the world without a father. Hasa seemed to bounce, unable to speak but fully able to understand his mother already that this was an exciting time. The small purple cub seemed to have a spring to his step and a stronger light to his already glowing eyes. They mingled for a while, Hasa being showered in gifts and gentle nuzzles from his mother's friends and the other Oasis members, a few cloth scraps being draped over his head for him to playfully drop and wiggle-roll to play with. His mother laughed, and that made him smile. She was a beautiful lioness, colored like the sky with deep black, shark marks on either shoulder that he managed to tug onto his own pelt. With her nudge Hasa was pulled from his observation, playfully growling as he batted her nose before being picked up and carried back into the den for the day. They did this every day, leaving at a set time until Hasa could properly hold himself and speak, and run. Oh Lochren did he run.