Title: A Tale told in Howls
Fandom: Ookami Kodomo no Ame to Yuki
Pairings/Characters: Yuki, Ame, mentions of Souhei/Yuki.
Warnings: Unbeta-ed, RUSHING IT'S ALMOST SIX I NEED TO GET GOING
A/N: Day 9 entry for Celeng 10 Hari Kreatif Bersama Tante-Tante Fujo. The prompt is Songs.
Fic word count: 612.
A Tale in Howls
An Ookami Kodomo no Ame to Yuki Fanfiction
Yuki gives birth to the triplets in the village house, without any help from obstetrician or midwife, under the watchful eyes of her mother who’d gone through the very same experience twice giving birth to her and her brother, and Souhei’s worried, half-panicked eyes as he holds her hand hard.
“I wonder,” her mother murmurs after they’re done, two of the triplets feeding from her while the third one sleeps on. “if it’s because of your wolf heritage that you have triplets.”
She just grins, mostly because she’s comfortable, and the weight of the-her, actually, they are hers and Souhei’s-triplets on her arms and chest are reassuring. She looks down on her babies, and silently vows, I’ll be a mother as good as my Mom, or maybe even better. Maybe.
Besides, she’s not alone. Unlike her mother back then, who lost her father early, Souhei’s with her.
And then a long, faraway howl breaks the silence of the night, its echo tilting to the corners of the house, like a quiet song of things unspoken, and it’s all she could do not to give in to the temptation of joining in the howl and makes a harmony out of it.
“When you’re strong enough,” Souhei says, after the howl stops. “Let’s visit your brother.”
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When you’re strong enough turns out to be more than a month later, because she fell down with a nasty cold, and one of the triplets caught it from her.
Between the panic blur that is Souhei worrying and her mother’s bustling about to make sure she and her kids are comfortable, fed, and given medicine, Yuki finds, from time to time, small gifts outside her door leading to the backyard.
They aren’t special-peaches, most of the time, round and pink and sweeter than any other peach she’d taste her whole life. Sometimes they’re bizarre, like a kingfisher bird, and an eagle once, which freaks Souhei out a little. Her mother just chuckles though, then reminds her to thank her brother later, takes the eagle and serves them a very delicious hotpot.
“Dad did the same thing for me, when I was pregnant and after you were born,” she tells her after the hotpot. “I think because Souhei-kun doesn’t hunt, Ame wants to do the hunting for you.”
“What an idiot,” Yuki laughs.
The night she gets better, she goes out to the top of the hill behind the village house, transforms into a wolf for the first time in a long time before Souhei’s fascinated gaze, and howls. She makes it long, tilts the last tone into something more melodic than what she’d heard from her brother, because even if Ame is better in everything regarding their wolf-heritage, Yuki’s still sure she won’t lose when it comes to refining her howls.
She does it once, twice, thrice, one for each of the baby, and by the second howl, she hears another howl, sounding majestic and four times deeper in tone than her own, layering her voice like a lazy crawl, harmonizing easily even after years and years of them not doing this together. She cuts off abruptly in favor of laughter, curling into herself, into Souhei’s arms, with a glee she’d forgotten a long time ago, and listens to the song of wolves in the form of two howls echoing up towards the sky.
When Ame’s howl begins anew, she doesn’t hesitate to join, challenging him as she change the tilt of melody in her howl, listens as he adjusts the her tone, wherever he is, and together, they spin a whole new song, welcoming three new lives into the world.
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