CALSTRON, the Blood Knight himself, had been absent from his love's side for some time. It wasn't that he'd wanted to be. It was more that he'd been unsure how to normally continue after that morning. Raeden might say something utterly uncouth or perhaps rebel against him or or..... Still, the King had not abandoned his Queen. He had been keeping busy so as to not crowd her or her him,  but he'd never been far. 

When the thunder cracked and the lightning flashed his first thoughts went to his pale bride. Birdsong was long gone now and he'd.... *snap, crash, whoosh* came the sounds of an animal bounding brazenly through the thick brush. At the end of the whoosh appeared the unmistakable form of Tin, Raeden's lesser-specied companion. What on earth would Tin be doing here at this-

Shit. 

If that skinny bastard had hurt his mare again Calstron was going to wring his puny neck! Heavy hooves assaulted the ground at a sliding, break-neck pace. Blades of grass scratched at his legs and the very tree branches themselves seem to reach for him, trying to slow his arrival to the scene. He growls at them, the grasses and the trees, for who were they to keep him from his mate? Soon enough, he smells blood and Raeden. "Healer! We need a healer!" booms his deep voice. The sound resonated far less than he would have liked but he didn't have time to ponder that for they'd arrived at their destination. 

Blood, there was lots of blood. But no visible wounds on her body. But, what.....no... could those be? 

Foals? Twins? He was a father? 

Shock, terror, love, and joy rolled about in his mind. These things, louder to his ears than the storm pelting his hide. He drops to his knees, next to her heaving body,  and pushes her head up so she might see the two little beings in the mud. "Rae, they're perfect. You're wonderful my love. Do not worry, for you shall have a healer soon."He extends his wings to cover her head and body as best he can. He'd like to cover the foals too but his current position won't allow for that. Ron's breath comes in heaves and snorts for all his running and shock was causing quite the stir within his tiny, shriveled heart. It was almost like any other new father. The realization of responsibility. The fear of failure. The fear that, perhaps, you'd pass in something horrible to them. These were all real for Calstron. But, what was more, what Raeden did not know was how much of his fear was rooted in the possibility that one of them may have turned out like him. That they might be utterly insane. What then? What then might she say when he'd passed on that to her babies?[/size]

Near to them, the two small and bloody forms which were their offspring begin to stir. 

OOC: Sorry for the lack of table, will put one on here in the morning. I just wanted to get this up so others could post xD