The day was a good one, the lively woman was coming to be her lively self step by step. Thanks to Olafur and Odysseus, the woman was recovering from her physical injuries. The mental? Well, that was yet to be seen and treated. She had found herself a den from an old abandoned fox hole, her new friends never too far and were nearby watching over her. She was sure that without that odd pair, she would still be cowering in the hollow further North. The sun streamed through the overcast, weakly but she could feel the random warm rays as they crossed her pelt. The tiny woman was sniffing around the frozen remnants of the bushes that were nothing more then a tangle of sticks now, but she wondered what they were when it happened. Like a sudden burst of lightning, the first pain and wave of cramps took hold of her body. Cringing and whining, she fell to the ground as she curled in on herself, breathing fast and hard as she cried out. What was happening!? She had never experienced this before, and little did she know that today would be the day her unwanted child was done brewing, and now ready to come out. Gasping for breath as each contraction took hold of her small frame, she shut her eyes as she tried to scramble to her feet. But the snow wasn't making it any easier. "O-olafur!? Odysseus?!" She called out for them, unsure if they were close enough to hear. Her body shook from the sudden pains, and she had no idea what to do. Hoping they would come back soon, she would slowly crawl back towards her den, a trail left behind her as she made her way slowly and painfully. "Listen to me talk" 'and know my thoughts.'

It seemed every time he ventured outside the pack he encountered an injured canine. Of course, he never brought along a traveller's pack of herbs, though this time he came prepared. Each time he looked at his medicinal supplies, his heart sank in dread and disappointment. There wasn't much left to take anyway. Should he even go out? He could just stick around in the pack and await spring's promising arrival. However, his healer's heart would overrule his mind as he tossed a few herbs onto the ground, allowing the tiny paws of his companion to bundle them up into a package. Together they headed off, his hedgehog friend clutching the herb packet tightly upon the wolf's crown. His travels had brought him away from the coast and further inland, where he found himself lumbering through a forest of bare, redbud trees. Admiring them, he could only imagine the display they must put on when their flowers came into full-bloom. Wait a minute...he had seen the pink flowers before! Two years ago, to be exact, when he had first arrived to the continent. A warm notion of nostalgia flooded him as he continued to walk, though that pleasant feeling broke as he heard abrupt whining not far from his position - his cue to step in. Earthen paws thundering upon the ground towards the painful yowls, a feminine scent entered his nose. Although there was something else he smelt...was this woman in labour? As if his questions were answered, he found a small alabaster and brown woman making her way to a den, fighting through contractions. "It's alright, miss. Take deep breaths," he comforted in a gentle voice, approaching to stand by her side in case she needed to lean on his flank. "I'm a healer - I'll help you." "Terrae speech" "Silvius speech"

He was out and about, so what? He occasionally got bored and wandered. The large male was padding about, his thick coat bouncing between his steps. A lazy pace had been set and his maw hung open slightly to catch his breath. Ashmedai's nose twitched every so often. The scent came to him suddenly. It was slightly familiar and- now that he knew what the smell meant- reeked of pups. Huh! Ashmedai quietly drew closer. There were two there, but the one smelled like a pack. He said he was a healer. Where was her mate? Had he not taken her to his pack with him? Was he off hunting? Ashmedai drew closer, making himself known, "Hey- uh- sorry, I just... I know her." The boy made the move to duck closer, looking at the girl. He did know her. They watched the sky together. He didn't know she had a mate. She didn't smell like any mate last time he had seen her. Man how things changed! Ash lowered his voice, "Hey, uh, remember me? It's Ash- uh- Ashmedai. Don't worry, we'll get you through this, okay?" He tried to be reassuring. He didn't know how these things worked. He kind of wished Cas or Sparrow or even Eva was here. Even Eva because Ashmedai was pretty sure she could eat pups if they weren't her siblings. Ashmedai looked around, then moved forward, aiming to help the woman up, "We- uh- prolly should getcha in a den right? Uh, where's your mate? I don't really wanna get attacked, you know? I'd call out, but I don't wanna give away our- uh- situation and position. It's okay, though, we're gonna help ya through this!"

The pain was nothing she ever experienced before. And it was only getting worse. The bitter cold every other moment helped to numb, until the contractions grew stronger. She lay huddled up, moaning and whining in pain until a voice stirred her, causing her to jump in surprise. But the moment he said he was a healer, she calmed a little. Olafur was a healer too! And she'd only had good experiences with healers since...since that nightmare.

She shakily tried to stand, her tail tucked as she winced and cringed. "Th-thank you.." She leaned against him, and before she knew it a more familiar scent approached them. She reached forward to touch her nose to his...leg, since that was probably the closest thing she could reach since he was a giant and she was a midget. "I remember you! Thanks for the help Ash." As she limped along with them, she guided them to the den she found.

Her contractions were getting worse, and while they walked Ash had asked where her mate was. Her ears flattened and she lowered herself to the ground once they reached her den. What was she supposed to tell them? She was having pups from someone she didn't know and was never planned? The idea made her cry inside, she wanted her mom and dad and to curl up with them and wish this was all a dream. But she couldn't. "I don't...have a mate..."

Momentarily as the small female leaned on his flank, he turned his head towards the other voice he had just heard. A larger yet younger male approached them, stating that they knew each other. Was he her mate? It didn't seem likely by the way he addressed her; perhaps a friend? Well now wasn't the time to think about that; he had to help the woman. Momentarily after they arrived in her den, he began to unpack his herb package, his companion camouflaging against his leg. When she replied to the boy's inquiry saying that she didn't have a mate, he couldn't help but to raise a brow with intrigue. It wasn't an uncommon situation, just rather foolish and cowardly on the father's behalf. Then again, his own parents had done the same, but that wasn't the point. It would make her job of nursing the pups harder, seeing as she'll be the only one able to feed and care them. Perhaps he could invite her to Donostrea - if his brothers allowed it - just until her children were old enough to fend for themselves. As the tougher contractions shuddered through her body, he soothed, "Just take deep breaths." Looking down at his herbs, he gritted his teeth at the sight. He was low on trillium, and he had been saving it for a wound that may need cleaning - should the situation arise - and the birthing of his unborn nieces or nephews. What was he to do? Use his supplies on a rogue and hope that he'd find more in time? He had to help her; he was a healer and that was his duty, inside and outside the pack. Instead he compromised and halved what he had and nosed the white-flowered stem to the female. It wouldn't be as powerful as a normal dosage, though at least it would be somewhat helpful. "This should ease the labour," he explained, then nosing a couple of poppy seed capsules. "And these should relieve the pain." "Terrae speech" "Silvius speech"

The two were able to bring the small female into the den. After that, Ashmedai had no idea what to do. Luckily, the other wolf seemed to know what to. Ashemdai breathed a sigh of relief. The girl said that she didn't have a mate. Ash didn't take her to be promiscuous, "Then who... Well, my mom didn't have one either, and that's okay!" He would aim to press his nose into the girl's shoulder, "You know what else is okay?" he murmured into her fur, "You're gonna be a mom- a great mom... Just uh- breath and listen to this guy, okay?"

She felt so...uncomfortable. Not only with the question that had been asked, but the whole birthing process. On top of that, it hurt! She never wanted to experience this again, and she wanted it to be all over! When the brown male instructed her to breath, she did. She would take deep breaths as best as she could, well...trying anyway. It was hard when a contraction took over, and she was sure that if she could sweat then she would be sweating buckets right now. When she lied down on her side, she squeezed her eyes shut as her sides heaved. Oh, why did it hurt so much!? Her ears perked when the male offered her some herbs, and she would open her eyes to look at what he was giving her. While she didn't recognize the first plant, she definitely recognized the poppy seeds. Without hesitation, she took the trillium and chewed it, making a face for a second with the bitter taste but he said it would help. The poppy seeds she licked up without a problem, and she hoped the herbs would take effect soon...

Eventually, the pain lessened a little...and she sighed when Ashmedai pressed into her for comfort. It seemed he would nearly ask about the whole mate thing, but was relieved when he opted not to. She lifted her head to look at him, tears brimming her eyes as he tried to comfort her. He said she would be a great mom...and honestly, she wasn't too sure. She had never wanted to have pups this way..."I hope so.." Lies. She didn't think she'd be able to do it...not alone. More contractions, her body stressing as it tried to push the child out. Her heart raced, panic taking hold of her. This was it, wasn't it? What if something went wrong!? Her eyes found the healer for a moment, a pleading look in her eyes. Would he be able to make sure nothing went wrong? "I-I've never done this b-before!" She cried, wincing more as her body pushed.

OOC/we'll just...say the pup was born after this post i dun feel like posting him XD we can continue so terrae gets points and whatnot

The woman took the herbs without hesitation, which pleased the healer. The taste wouldn't be so pleasant, though at least she would be somewhat relieved of the pain. Even still, she looked so stressed and confused with tears welling in her eyes. He had aided in many deliveries and never had he encountered a mother so distressed. Hadn't the herbs worked? Was something going wrong? His own heart fluttered as he frantically examined the female, feeling his throat grow dry. "Keep pushing, miss," he instructed in a hoarse voice, praying that the pups would be safely delivered. He had never dealt with complications, and honestly didn't want anything to happen to Ashelia. She was his responsibility, and if anything happened...he just couldn't imagine it. "Just think, it'll soon be over. You'll be a wonderful mother." What else was he to say? There was only so much he could do. The rest was up to her. "Terrae speech" "Silvius speech"