Watership's Rain
By: Jacqui Whitmore
Disclaimer: I don't own Watership Down or Wolf's Rain. Besides if you where to sue me all's you'd get would be checks pocket a string, some lint... OH! And a fuzzy skittle that I think went through the washer!
Chapter I
Blackavar stood next to Violet. "Come on honey, you can do it just breathe." The doe continued her breathing steadily. "Where is Hazel-rah? He should be here by now." Violet's breathing began to quicken. "Oh embleer Frith!"
"Oh, Blackavar? How is Violet doing?" It was Hazel, his calm demeanor giving a little stiller air to the room. "Violet you're doing fine, you can do it."
Blackavar took Hazel to the back of the burrow and whispered low. "Hazel-rah, something's wrong. I can't tell what, but she seems to be taking it worse then most of the other does have."
"Yes, I noticed. It might just be her smaller size." He chuckled softly "She almost doubled in size over the past months." He smiled.
"Yes, she did-" Blackavar was cut short by a small scream by his mate. "What? What is it?" he turned to the marli-to-be.
"They are coming Blackaroo... our children." She smiled softly as though she were already tired.
"Please, Blackavar, would it be okay to leave for now?" Hazel nudged him to the entrance of the burrow. As they left two does came into the burrow to help out Violet. "Come Blackaroo, let's silflay. You've been down there for almost the entire day haven't you?"
He nodded, somewhat dazed. Then his stomach growled quite loudly. He half-heartedly chuckled. "Heh- I guess I am a little hungry." The black rabbit looked back to the warren. Oh Frith, please let her be safe.
"Come now, it won't help worrying about it. Just hope for the best." Hazel gave a heartwarming smile to the worried rabbit. As he limped around Hazel noticed his smaller brother out to silflay as well. The year or so at the new warren had been very good to Fiver. He had grown up quite a bit and was not as jumpy as he used to be before the great journey. He had grown to have a more toned muscular body. Many of the does wanted to mate with him, and sometimes he would give them their wish, but he never made a point to become personal. Once he had tried to explain to Hazel the reason for his callousness. "I don't rightly know, it's just that, oh I don't know, I can foresee the problems and hardships of our relationships before they happen. I don't want to hurt them so I just give them peace and help them with the kits when they need it." Hazel shook his head at trying to understand that brother of his. Sometimes it was like looking into a vast well with him.
"Oh hello, Hazel-rah!" The smaller rabbit looked up from the grass he had been eating.
"Please Fiver, just Hazel will do, you are family after all."
"Yes, yes, now Hazel? I was wondering if I could-" Fiver suddenly noticed Blackavar behind his elder brother. He got a far off look to his eyes. As though he were staring at something beyond the hills and sky. "Oh, Blackaroo, I'm so sorry for your loss. But don't worry the last thing she saw was her kittens. She must've died happy." And then it was as though nothing had happened. "-If I could dig a new burrow for Buttonweed?"
Blackavar felt his heart go weak. No, no, no, no, no! It can't be!He turned around and ran to his mate and soon, children.
"What's gotten into Blackavar?" He looked around for elil. "I don't smell any danger... Is he well?"
Hazel didn't waste his time trying to explain to his little brother and followed the black rabbit with Fiver right behind him.
As soon as the three rabbits got into the birthing burrow they could tell something was wrong. Blackavar looked at his mate and saw pain etched across her face. Four wet kittens were on the ground of the small nest Violet had made. She was still breathing heavily and blood was coming from her mouth and birth canal. She smelled of fear and impending death. Blackavar hopped to Violet's side and tried to nuzzle her sweat-soaked head. He began to cry as he noticed her heartbeat lessen and her breathing slow.
"There is one more." She said weakly "I will die for my kits. Please make sure the last is given life."
"No," He shook his head. ",no, no, no, no, no!" he nuzzled and nudged his mate's forehead. "Not Violet, please!-" he stopped his hysterics as he noticed a movement at her birth cavity. He slowly and half-heartedly lopped to her rear. There he noticed a small baby rabbit crawling out of her opening, trying to get a breath of air from the outside world. He turned away. The kitten was black as midnight and his small half-opened eyes were blood-red with hardly any pupil in the center.
Hazel stepped forward and quietly said the prayer of a rabbit who stopped running. Once he finished he looked over to the five kittens that had been born only minutes before. Two were female and three were male. The little black one was a male, the two females were almost identical to each other, they were a light tan-brown like there mother but had black ears and he could see a hint of blue in the first and yellow in the second eyes. One of the other bucks was white with tan ears and black legs. The last little buck was almost completely black except for his face being a mask of tan around his eyes and ears. "Well Blackaroo, you have five sturdy kittens in your family."
"What do you mean? I only have four children in my den." He turned away and started to clean the other four newborn kittens.
Hazel looked at him in sorrow and changed the subject to Fiver. "Why did you want a new burrow Fiver? Who's the new doe now?" He turned to his little brother only to find himself being ignored.
"What are you going to name them?" Was all Fiver said as he looked straight at the last born kit of the litter.
Blackavar turned to the two female kittens who were trying to nose into their mother for milk and couldn't find any. "Silfrith and Silfinlé for those two." He then turned to the buck with tan ears and black legs. "He is Inthlay." Next he faced the buck with a brown mask. "His name is Silfli." And for the first time he acknowledged his last born son. "And that is Marlizorn." He said with considerable disgust. He turned back to his other children and continued to lick them clean.
Fiver bent down and whispered into the small black rabbit's ear, just loud enough for him to hear. "Marlizorn, mother-destroyer, welcome to Frith's land, we thank you for being born."
Silfrith-outside sun Silfinlé-outside moon Inthlay-moon fur Silfli-outside face Marlizorn-Mother destroyer
Author's Note: How sad... I made up Violet only for this chapter. I'm thinking about having her visit later. Like in a dream or something. I don't know. If you agree please tell me. My E-mail is Please, please, please, please, PULEEEZE tell me what you think!
Disclaimer: I don't own Watership Down or Wolf's Rain. Besides if you where to sue me all's you'd get would be checks pocket a string, some lint... OH! And a fuzzy skittle that I think went through the washer!
Chapter I
Blackavar stood next to Violet. "Come on honey, you can do it just breathe." The doe continued her breathing steadily. "Where is Hazel-rah? He should be here by now." Violet's breathing began to quicken. "Oh embleer Frith!"
"Oh, Blackavar? How is Violet doing?" It was Hazel, his calm demeanor giving a little stiller air to the room. "Violet you're doing fine, you can do it."
Blackavar took Hazel to the back of the burrow and whispered low. "Hazel-rah, something's wrong. I can't tell what, but she seems to be taking it worse then most of the other does have."
"Yes, I noticed. It might just be her smaller size." He chuckled softly "She almost doubled in size over the past months." He smiled.
"Yes, she did-" Blackavar was cut short by a small scream by his mate. "What? What is it?" he turned to the marli-to-be.
"They are coming Blackaroo... our children." She smiled softly as though she were already tired.
"Please, Blackavar, would it be okay to leave for now?" Hazel nudged him to the entrance of the burrow. As they left two does came into the burrow to help out Violet. "Come Blackaroo, let's silflay. You've been down there for almost the entire day haven't you?"
He nodded, somewhat dazed. Then his stomach growled quite loudly. He half-heartedly chuckled. "Heh- I guess I am a little hungry." The black rabbit looked back to the warren. Oh Frith, please let her be safe.
"Come now, it won't help worrying about it. Just hope for the best." Hazel gave a heartwarming smile to the worried rabbit. As he limped around Hazel noticed his smaller brother out to silflay as well. The year or so at the new warren had been very good to Fiver. He had grown up quite a bit and was not as jumpy as he used to be before the great journey. He had grown to have a more toned muscular body. Many of the does wanted to mate with him, and sometimes he would give them their wish, but he never made a point to become personal. Once he had tried to explain to Hazel the reason for his callousness. "I don't rightly know, it's just that, oh I don't know, I can foresee the problems and hardships of our relationships before they happen. I don't want to hurt them so I just give them peace and help them with the kits when they need it." Hazel shook his head at trying to understand that brother of his. Sometimes it was like looking into a vast well with him.
"Oh hello, Hazel-rah!" The smaller rabbit looked up from the grass he had been eating.
"Please Fiver, just Hazel will do, you are family after all."
"Yes, yes, now Hazel? I was wondering if I could-" Fiver suddenly noticed Blackavar behind his elder brother. He got a far off look to his eyes. As though he were staring at something beyond the hills and sky. "Oh, Blackaroo, I'm so sorry for your loss. But don't worry the last thing she saw was her kittens. She must've died happy." And then it was as though nothing had happened. "-If I could dig a new burrow for Buttonweed?"
Blackavar felt his heart go weak. No, no, no, no, no! It can't be!He turned around and ran to his mate and soon, children.
"What's gotten into Blackavar?" He looked around for elil. "I don't smell any danger... Is he well?"
Hazel didn't waste his time trying to explain to his little brother and followed the black rabbit with Fiver right behind him.
As soon as the three rabbits got into the birthing burrow they could tell something was wrong. Blackavar looked at his mate and saw pain etched across her face. Four wet kittens were on the ground of the small nest Violet had made. She was still breathing heavily and blood was coming from her mouth and birth canal. She smelled of fear and impending death. Blackavar hopped to Violet's side and tried to nuzzle her sweat-soaked head. He began to cry as he noticed her heartbeat lessen and her breathing slow.
"There is one more." She said weakly "I will die for my kits. Please make sure the last is given life."
"No," He shook his head. ",no, no, no, no, no!" he nuzzled and nudged his mate's forehead. "Not Violet, please!-" he stopped his hysterics as he noticed a movement at her birth cavity. He slowly and half-heartedly lopped to her rear. There he noticed a small baby rabbit crawling out of her opening, trying to get a breath of air from the outside world. He turned away. The kitten was black as midnight and his small half-opened eyes were blood-red with hardly any pupil in the center.
Hazel stepped forward and quietly said the prayer of a rabbit who stopped running. Once he finished he looked over to the five kittens that had been born only minutes before. Two were female and three were male. The little black one was a male, the two females were almost identical to each other, they were a light tan-brown like there mother but had black ears and he could see a hint of blue in the first and yellow in the second eyes. One of the other bucks was white with tan ears and black legs. The last little buck was almost completely black except for his face being a mask of tan around his eyes and ears. "Well Blackaroo, you have five sturdy kittens in your family."
"What do you mean? I only have four children in my den." He turned away and started to clean the other four newborn kittens.
Hazel looked at him in sorrow and changed the subject to Fiver. "Why did you want a new burrow Fiver? Who's the new doe now?" He turned to his little brother only to find himself being ignored.
"What are you going to name them?" Was all Fiver said as he looked straight at the last born kit of the litter.
Blackavar turned to the two female kittens who were trying to nose into their mother for milk and couldn't find any. "Silfrith and Silfinlé for those two." He then turned to the buck with tan ears and black legs. "He is Inthlay." Next he faced the buck with a brown mask. "His name is Silfli." And for the first time he acknowledged his last born son. "And that is Marlizorn." He said with considerable disgust. He turned back to his other children and continued to lick them clean.
Fiver bent down and whispered into the small black rabbit's ear, just loud enough for him to hear. "Marlizorn, mother-destroyer, welcome to Frith's land, we thank you for being born."
Silfrith-outside sun Silfinlé-outside moon Inthlay-moon fur Silfli-outside face Marlizorn-Mother destroyer
Author's Note: How sad... I made up Violet only for this chapter. I'm thinking about having her visit later. Like in a dream or something. I don't know. If you agree please tell me. My E-mail is Please, please, please, please, PULEEEZE tell me what you think!