Barepaw and pregnant in the den

Zee pressed against him, and he held her tight. The materials he had used to clean her lay discarded before him, and forgotten. He was grateful when the healer appeared, looking a little bedraggled. He guessed he had dragged her from her bed, but this was important.
He looked up to Io from his crouched position, and shielded his face from Zee’s view. He would not let his Wife know that he was sick with worry.

“She was fine last night, she woke up this morning and immediately vomited” he informed Io when Zee herself didn’t give forth much of use. She could go back to bed only if the healer said she could.