It was time, already. The weeks had flown by for her, elated at a new chance to start over, with someone she trusted beside her. She would love these babies, as she had always loved her children, but this time something felt so much different... she had wanted this, really, truly wanted this so badly. Bright Moon, normally lithe and graceful, now waddled as she made her way to the place she had chosen to whelp the pups. It was a in a dry place, far from where any water would reach, but still protected by the strange trees and their tangled roots. Not even the wind would be able to rush through - it would be warm and cozy, and well-secluded. Curling up, the silvery, fox-coated woman prepared herself, knowing from experience what she was to expect. She knew she would still have to wait, and bear through her contractions with courage. For now, she tilted her head back and called to the pups' father, Quelt.

The male had been resting beside the grove when he heard the call. It was then that he automatically became alert. As his paws shuffled he hurried along to catch onto Bright Moon's scent. Face flushing if a wolf even could out of slight embarrassment as he approached her. Aiming to nuzzle his head to under her chin. It wasn't the first time he had seen birth, but it was still embarrassing for him since he wasn't sure how others felt about it. His tail wagged behind him though, nervousness and excitement filled his body. "Do you want me to call amalia?" he asked gently wondering if Bright moon would need help. It seemed like she had been healthy and well. The worse thing that could happen was she get injured during this though and that wasn't something he wanted to happen. "Talk"

Bright smiled as Quelt came at her call. He appeared quickly and made his way toward her, nuzzling under her chin. Despite the waves of pain rippling through her body, she felt an unexpectedly warm feeling rush through her body. She'd never experienced this before - the father of her pups was here, as excited and nervous as she was for the process of labor and the arrival of the pups themselves. When he asked if he should call for Amalia, Bright paused and thought for a moment, then nodded her head. "Yes, please Quelt," she said softly, "If she is available, it would be nice to have someone with experience present." Sure, she'd done this before totally on her own, but only because she'd had to. She'd never had a choice. She'd never had someone present to help her, so having Amalia around might make it easier and reduce her worries. "Thank you for being here," she added, a warm smile offered to him with a wag of her black-tipped tail.