It's called Pregnancy!

*Jigsaw* · (This post was last modified: 01-14-2021, 06:35 PM by Jigsaw.)

Jigsaw was so ready and eager to get to work that he hardly heard his aunt stroll up behind him. He squinted at her, looked back at Recluse, back at Deathbelle, and then his mouth fell open in an expression of sheer betrayal. "No! I was here first, she's my patient!" The lanky pup exclaimed, spinning on Deathbelle and giving to her the best puppy-eyed frown he could manage. Unfortunately if he went too far with the theatrics he knew that it didn't say good things for his professionalism, and so gathering a big breath he puffed up his small chest as proudly as he could manage. "You can consult I guess, but I-" With a single paw he stabbed at his own chest for emphasis. "-make the calls. Right, Recluse?" He still had no idea what his alpha's potential issue was, but whatever it was Jigsaw was calling dibs. He aimed his pleading gaze towards her, waiting for her to confirm to him that he was the number one healer in her heart.

"Speech"
"Thinking"
"You."

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