Despite the time of day, Ara was quick to react to a cry for assistance. The call from Frostbite didn't sound entirely panicked, but certainly rushed, though Ara didn't delay in rushing to action. She roused from sleep quite quickly, adrenaline making an easy job out of shaking off her fatigue. Hurriedly she gathered up her bag of herbs and whatever useful plants she'd gathered recently and was attempting to rearrange in her den the previous night. Feeling confident she had what she needed for whatever scenario she might be faced with, the elder slipped from her den and made her way to where Frostbite had summoned her.
As soon as she drew closer, she knew what was happening. She'd seen the pregnant woman and, if her scent was any indicator, she was due to give birth any day... and, judging by the slightly pained panting that was coming from the den nearby, probably right now. Ara was calm, offering a quiet smile and dip of her muzzle to Frostbite as she peered briefly into the den. She wouldn't intrude unless necessary, and found no need to stifle a woman who was probably quite overwhelmed to begin with. Briefly, she dug in her satchel before retrieving a few cannabis leaves and setting them near the den's entrance. "Have her chew on these," Ara suggested, her voice soft, nearly a whisper. "They should help calm her, if she needs them."
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