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Raven walked down the corridors of one of the tall Azerathian buildings, she didn't were her clock around her. She looked out the large windows on the one side that looked aver the vibrant city and the clouds that surrounded it. Azerath was indeed a beautiful city. Raven leaned on one of the window seals and gazed out at the buildings below for a moment. She gazed at her home. The place she had been born. She felt it strange to be back in the specific building she was at. It was the maternity building.
Raven sighed and continued down the corridor and went up a few fleets of stares. She came up to the 'residents' part of the building. The hold aria was like a giant balcony. The roof aria covered only part of the entire floor. For shade or protection from any rain. Then most of it was uncovered and let the sun light glisten off the marble floors. All at the same time the balcony branched off from a more structured part of the building where doors could be seen. Each door went to a room.
Raven looked around. The hole aria was three colors: baby blue, baby pink, and white. Raven actually didn't mind it. People occupied allot of the aria. Azerathian priest and priestesses that served as doctors. Women in various stages of pregnancy where there. They all wore traditional Azerathian out-fits. Some where the same as Ravens, others had robes like Arellas, and some skirts or dresses. There where young children as well, ranging from new born to three. When the women of Azerath had there children the where aloud to stay at the building till the child was three. The children where all dressed in white. The girls in the same out as Raven only smaller and the little boys where in similar out fits as well. Instead of there arms being covered there legs where and they all bands on there wrist.
Azerathrian men also where there. Visiting there wifes and children, Mothers and siblings. The mens clothing was the same as the little boys. The men and women, who where in there first few months of pregnancy, had there clothing many different colors. Greens, blues, purples, pinks, yellows, and any other color. The women who where to birth any day now or had a young child trailing them where in white.
Raven smiled at it all. Despite Ravens young age, non of the other Azerathians treated or looked at her badly for it. Azerath was indeed more understanding in such matters then Earth. In Azerath, what ever your age, life, children, where gifts from Azar. If he permitted one of his children to bare life then who where any of them to question him on the age of the mother? At least thats how there believes worked.
Raven walked through one of the doors to her assigned room. It was round. Every thing there seemed to be round. Even the bed was circular. There really wasn't allot in the room. A bed, dresser, night stand, trunk at the foot of the bed, Ravens clock siting on the bed, a book shelf of books, and meditation candles.
Meditation. That sound appealing to Raven as she softly shut her door. The room was dark with the door shut. Not to dark, as the thin walls of the room was like a think screen to the sun out side. Raven light a few candles then got into her usual meditation position.
She chanted, "Azerath, Metrion, Zinthos. Azerath, Metrion, Zinthos. Azerath, Metrion, Zinthos."
She felt the world around her disappear. She knew she was once again in Nevermore even with her eyes shut. It felt different this time. Like a warm, comforting, calmness. It was pleasant, and smelt slightly like milk and powder. Raven tried to think of which Emotions realm she was in. Knowledge? No, her realm smelled like musky old books and the feeling one gets when the go to library. Happy? No, her realm was, as BeastBoy had once put it, the land where air fresheners came from. It couldn't possibly been Braves, Cocky, Rude, Timid, or Anger. It was similar to Loves, that was for sure. The same pleasant comfort and warmth, but Loves realm smelled similar to a spring breeze with the hint of rose or lilac. That left only one other.
Raven opened her eyes to find herself in a small room. It was round, go figure, and panted a soft blue. The lighting was low. Not dark, but not overwhelming bright. On the sealing there where painted clouds and birds. Many of them where ravens. They where gentle looking. There was a rocking chair in the room, a giant brown teddy bear, lots of soft toys actually. In the middle of the room stood a white clothed Raven. She gently smiled at Raven.
"You," Raven said gently, " your motherly instinct, Aren't you? That's why Love said you weren't exactly an emotion. And that's why white."
"Right you are Raven, but the others just call me Motherly for short." Motherly said as she walked up to Raven. "And yup, white. As in the traditional robes the mothers of Azerath have to were."
Raven looked at the smiling version of herself, "How come you've only shown your self now? The others have been around for as long as I can remember."
"I've always been hear Rea." Motherly pulled a photo from seemingly no where, "I had a little bit of power when we had to take care of Melvin, Timmy, and Teether."
Raven looked at the photo. It was of her happily holding/ being climbed on by the three little heroes.
"Or," Motherly continued as she pulled out another photo, "like when we where ten and had to watch Zackron."
The other photo was of a younger, grumpy looking, Raven with a small Azerathian boy hanging around her neck.
"But only now, with the help of what you carry," Motherly placed a hand on the lower part of Ravens abdomen, "I've gained the power to come fully into person. I'm different from the others so I have to fallow different rules. I'm not at my full strength yet, but don't worry I'll get there. I, myself, am a little surprised just how much strength I have already. But I suppose I have Gar the thank for that."
"Garfield?"Raven looked at the Emotion. She may have arrived at Azerath only a few short hours ago, but she missed him dearly all the same, "What dose he have to do with how strong you are?"
The Emotion giggled, "Simple. The love you have for him is really strong, so that means your going to Love his, and your, baby so much more. Or have you forgotten who helped get us in this situation?"
Raven gave Motherly an annoyed glance, but then looked down, "If your so strong the why don't I feel ready?"
"Um... That would be Timid. I haven't real spent to much time with her yet. Give it a couple of weeks. I'll talk with her then you wont feel so unready, and you'll be more preoccupied wondering if your eating right."
"Thanks, that makes it so much better." Raven said rolling her eyes.