mainland maternity ward

Deathbelle's words brought a flash of smile from the small healer. she would use her if necessary, but she had a good feeling about this birth. Luce wasn't too large and so she imagined that the pups might be small in size or small in number. They happened to be both. With Bourbon's calm coaching, the encouragement of her sister and pure determination, Lucretia easily birthed three pups.

Iolaire inspected each one, making sure that their airways were clear before settling them back beside their mother. Two had little sets of numbs upon their skulls, but Io thought nothing of it. Luce had horns, so why wouldn't her children? Oddly, Iolaire felt a small pang of sadness. She would never be able to pass on her good lucks and quick wit to another generation. That act of creation was beyond her. Plastering a smile to her face, the dark woman stepped back, allowing the immediate family to rejoice over their newest members.

There had been no hemorrhaging in the mother, which was good. Io had brought a Shepherds Purse tincture just in case. Luce questioned whether or not they were perfect, needing the reassurance and the healer grinned from her place a pace back. "The most beautiful pups that I've ever had the honor of seeing into the world, Luce." And she meant it. Her work was done, but the work of Lucretia and Bourbon was just beginning.