Every Fire is a Lesson Learned

*Alena* · 09-01-2013, 01:07 PM

Darkness surrounded Alena as she drifted in and out of unconsciousness, barely catching snippets of words that came from Bane and his mate. Suddenly something touched her nose and she heard a new voice, making her stir a bit more. She was struggling to wake up, making her panic slightly. She was exhausted from birthing the five children that now slept in the protective curve of her stomach, but she had no idea that she was still in danger from the bleeding. Compared to the contractions she had just gone through everything else seemed like nothing. She had just begun to sink back into the dark unconsciousness when that new voice returned again, urging her to wake. He nudged her, making her blink open her eyes tiredly. In front of her nose she saw a pile of herbs, supposedly for her. She glanced at the black, white, and gray patterned brute. Her mind flicked back in her memories to when Tiresias had helped her with the gash on her shoulder, wondering if all healers were this kind and selfless.

She turned her attention back to the medicine that the healer had brought her. In no condition to argue, she licked them up, slowly chewing the bitter herbs that she could not name and swallowed them obediently. Slowly, they took effect, easing the pains she had been ignoring and calming her panic. She sighed and turned her tired gaze up to him. "Thank you," she said softly to the nameless brute. Turning her head, she looked down at the five small pups, all of them various shades and combinations of white, gray, and black. She smiled faintly and asked without looking at the healer, "Do they look alright? I don't know anything about pups really... or birthing them for that matter."

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