mainland maternity ward

Iolaire settled herself nearby, but not close enough to intrude upon the family. Luce needed her space to breathe, which she should be doing once the contractions picked up a bit. There was still time for that. Each wolf was different. Some labors were rather long while others passed fairly quickly. She wondered which kind Luce would be.

Deathbelle arrived, of course. Iolaire would be disappointed if the woman didn't show for her sister's first birth. She offered a mere nod to the woman in greeting. Now wasn't the time for many words. Another wolf drew near that she hadn't met yet, but there was time for that later. Thankfully, the new wolf settled herself a comfortable distance away.

Deft ears picked up Luce's words to Bourbon. The small healer spoke, her words soft, but directed at the mother to be. "I have everything that we'll need, Luce. Everything that I've needed during the ten or so births that I've helped with." Iolaire offered the words reassuringly. She knew her way around birthing. Anything random that came up, the three women could tackle together.