Where Heroes Are Made [Birthing]

She waited somewhat impatiently for help, and oh how it would come swiftly. Her body sent her into another sieze as cramps flooded her, the woman wincing as she licked at Newol's face. His muzzle placed beneath her chin soothing, and with his help she would stand. "I-I think it's almost time. I must get back to our den." Her words came nearly breathless, but with his help and support they would make their way back to the safety and comfort of their den.

It was a near slow movement, but at least they were moving at a decent pace. The cramps slowed a bit, giving her a few minutes of relief in between each one, allowing her to catch her breath. She would need a healer when they reached the den, and with Arian's disability, it would make it hard for the woman to walk. But who else could help? She searched her mind for a moment, and then it dawned on her. Holly! Holly was always with her nose in a bundle of herbs, she could help!

Upon reaching the den, she hurried to lie down, beckoning her mate to join her. She could use his support now more then ever, especially during this frightening time. "H-Holly, I need..Holly." She murmured to him, gasping as another wave hit her.