Coming To The Light [Birthing]
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."
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