She had made her way back home after finding her mother, having heard whispers about another pack joining with her own. She had left soon after Roman had taken command, her own nudging for her wife to rest finally sinking in. But now that she was back, she knew that it was time to call Roman to her to speak with the new Alphess. Since coming back she had been busy with Athena's children, and with Vereux vanishing. She hated to see the sadness in her lovers eyes, but there was nothing that she could do about it. Sighing softly, she left their shared den and padded to the pines. The smell of the trees filled her nose, her russet ears standing erect as she padded through the snow coated forest. Smiling softly, she sat under one of the thin pines and tipped her head back to call Roman to her. She had been thinking, she held the rank of a healer, but she wanted a bit more than that. She wanted to the the one to help with pups, to aid mothers both before and after the birth of the little ones. She wanted to focus on studying herbs, to discover the best one to heal sick pups. The North was a harsh place to give birth, and Amalia wanted to dive into the study of making sure that full litters would be born. She knew that her own Queen was carrying, she could smell it in her markings of the border. She grinned, perhaps that would further help her cause! ”talk”

 

Pregnancy sucked.  Her head hurt, her paws hurt, and like insult to injury she was the size of a whale. How many pups was she carrying? Fifty?! She lay outside her den, Drashiel had been doing wonders in keeping border patrols fresh, and in the evenings when she didn't feel like walking would cause her body to implode- she'd also patrol and lay her scent. At the moment though, she lay there on the cold ground, her front paws dug into the icy banks, hoping that would relieve some of the swelling. She was enjoying her moment of peace, which of course didn't last too long these days. A call for her rang through the forest, and Roman lifted her head in slight confusion. It wasn't a voice she recognized- but they were in her forest. The voice was distinctively feminine. With an annoyed grumble, she'd drag herself up to her feet, shaking off the loose snow that clung to her body. Wincing she took a step forward- apparently the ice did little to help her sore feet.  As she walked her swollen belly swayed, which slowed her down because she'd randomly pause to turn and stare at it. Gods- she didn't remember being this fat when she was pregnant with Faust's children. Was she giving them whiplash in there by moving so much?! Gods- would this movement make them ugly? It didn't take her long to reach the source of the call- which was near Athena's den. As Roman approached, she noted a wolf that had a stunning resemblance to another she-wolf she knew, but as she drew closer- she knew instinctively it wasn't her friend. This must be Amalia- Athena's lover. Roman slowed to a halt, a pleasant- yet slightly pained expression on her face as she stared at the girl. She sank back onto her haunches, shaking her front paws slightly with a wince. "You must be Amalia. I've heard a lot about you. It's nice to meet you face to face- I'm Roman." She said, her tone soft. She cocked her head slightly to the left, and shook her foot again.  Pregnancy blows.   test test Greek Speak -- Roman Speak

As the woman lumbered up to her, Amalia let out a gasp and jumped to close the distance between them. She had no idea that she was so far along! "Oh my, I am so sorry Miss! I should have come to you, I wasn't aware the babies were so big now!" she said, little stub of a tail wagging behind her in greeting. Since there was so little to move, her backside moved along with it. As Roman sat down and shook her aching paws, the red faced girl shook her head. "I am so sorry Miss Roman, I should have known to come to you. I just wanted to talk to you after my travels, and to talk about my rank," her voice was soft, blue eyes sweet as she gazed at the mother-to-be. When Roman said that she had heard a lot about her, a flush ran up to her cheeks and she shuffled her paws slightly, turning rather bashful at the compliment. "Not as much as I have heard about you, Miss." Sitting back on her haunches as well, she watched the woman lift up and shake her paws again. "I can give you something to help, if you would like," she offered, head tilting to the left. Oh right! That is why she called Roman here. Not wanting to waste any time, she jumped right into it. "I'm not sure if you are aware or not, but I was a healer under Athena's crown. I would like to remain one for your reign as well, although I would like to ask you something if that's okay?" Amalia smiled sweetly, clearing her throat before she went on. "I would love to be able to study herbs and how they effect pups when they are within their mothers womb, to be able to recognize and cure anything before the pups are even born. If I would be able to, I would like to learn just what really helps a mother through both the growth of her children, the birth, and afterwards as well. I know its a rather special type of, erm, thing... But if you would allow it, could I?" her voice was almost awkward, she didn't like to assume things. Amalia didn't want to be a big fuss, so she was okay with being the same rank and to just receive Roman's blessing to study something more specific. She didn't need her own rank! Speech

 

As Roman approached, she was hit with a barrage of words. Blinking she forced out a smile, though she was slightly bewildered. "It's fine. The line of duty and all." She said softly. Amalia apologized again, and Roman laughed slightly. "It's fine, Amalia.  I've survived worse than being the size of a whale. You should feel free to call me anytime. " Her smile was warm and less startled this time. She watched a blush creep up the girls face, and Roman stifled her smile- At least she'd made her feel good, at her words a soft chuckle left Roman. "Surely you've only heard the bad things... or that that I'm pretty. Well was pretty. I do not make a pretty whale." She said teasingly, her tone light and full of myrrh. Roman's eyes  widened slightly, as the young healer offered to give her something for her paws. "There is a remedy for sore feet? Please. Oh Gods- please." She blurted out, then shook her head sheepishly. "I do not mean to seem whiny but my Gods my feet ache."  Amaila began talking again, and Roman did her best to listen. She nodded as Amalia asked if she something was okay- if she could go on. Roman's interest perked up as she listened. She couldn't think of any other pack who had a healer whose specialty was pups- and with Roman herself expecting having someone who could help in the processes of being pregnant and then having and caring for children, could make all the difference. As the girl drew to a close, Roman remained silent for a moment, thinking, and finally she nodded slightly. "I think that this could be a grand idea, Amalia. With so many pups in the pack- we need someone who understands what's going on." She said with a slight smile. "I'm interested in seeing where these studies take you!"   test test Greek Speak -- Roman Speak