Old Scars / Future Hearts

Clay didn’t get the chance to answer before a man arrived, coming in smelling of herbs. Kait tried to shy back, whimpering, his size intimidating her at first. The only man that size that Kaitlyn trusted right now was Clay… but the other didn’t seem hostile…

In fact he seemed to want to help. Cautiously Kait lapped up the leaves, chewing them, though her eyes were still widened as she watched him, laying as low to the ground as she could as he checked her abdomen. The moment she felt the bit of pressure she whimpered, closing her eyes as she tried to breath in and out.

Hearing his name, and the fact he was a friend of the Wreckages, gave her a bit of comfort. She didn’t hear an outburst from Clay to deny this... and he even offered to help her bring the little one into the world. She glanced towards Clay, giving a small nod before looking back to Chinook.

“I… I don’t care what happens to me…” Kait confessed. “But please… don’t let them die. It’s not their fault…” Kait didn’t lift her gaze again, focused on the ground. She just wanted these little ones to be born safely...