is it a kind of dream

Rhyme was, oddly, one of the most experienced healers in Abaven, and he knew he wished to be more experience so his tall frame was quick to make an appearance at Vail’s den as she called for her entourage that would assist in the birth. Shaye and Solor were already in place when he showed up, he smiled softly to the wolves as he looked to Vail. She seemed alert and excited, as she should be. Shaye was already taking charge, thankfully the den was large enough for the three large wolves and Vail. Somehow.

He placed his bundle of herbs down and as Shaye did her part Rhyme organized his plants. ”Here Vail, start with this.” He said softly as he pushed a water filled gourd with the motherwort he had just sprinkled in. ”Drink it slow.” He added before she found herself in another contraction.