know this life [birth]

It was no surprise that Theory had been lurking near Poem's den. The pups were due any day now and she was absolutely terrified, maybe more so than either parent. She longed to protect and defend them from any worry or hardship, that they might never feel even the pain of a splinter - but at the same time, she knew this was impossible. Theo had begun to perpetually carry a go-bag of birth aid herbs and supplies beginning probably three weeks to early, but she wanted to be prepared no matter what. Thinking she'd stop in for a cursory check, she could smell what was happening before anyone could tell her. Resisting the urge to panic, Theory simply entered the den slowly and smiled winsomely at them both. "I can't wait to see their beautiful faces - here, chew this," she said, her words coming out all at once. Theo shrugged out of the makeshift sling that held her supplies and offered Poem some herbs to stay the pain of labor before turning back to the entrance and calling out shortly for Lyric. They had agreed that he could observe and help if necessary - the more paws the better, as far as Theory was concerned. But this was special and she wanted to keep it as intimate as possible for Poem and Sparhawk.