could you not? {{ birthing

Wren was only on her way back from speaking to Lillianna, satisfied with their discussion. She was pretty happy, even though she felt like a time bomb with exploding hormones. That poor girl- nothing like her mother. It was good to know. But all her joy quickly faded away when an enlarged, painful lurch hit her like a blow to the side. The heavily pregnant woman gasped and collapsed forward, trembling. She folded her legs shakily beneath her and tried to lift herself up, but failed, and crumbled to the ground once more. There was so much pain in her abdomen...it felt familiar. Like last time, when she was...giving birth. These were contractions. Wren cringed, and curled up into the dirt, whimpering softly. "Why now?" She asked, feeling another contraction rack through her body, a loud yelp leaving her lips. Currently, the girl was unable to howl. She was in too much pain. So all she managed to get out was a pained call for her husband, and Starling, an experienced healer. "Starling?! Bass?!" She called between whimpers, her legs pressed into her belly, trying to somehow ease the pain.

"Burn Baby Burn"