Doc McFluffins
Hattori and Venom
With permission given by the Empress, the smaller woman stepped forward and pressed her nose just next to her throat, against her jugular vein. This was another reason she always made sure to ask permission; the best way to take a pulse was to use this vein. It flowed heavily with blood and was arguably the most vital line in the body, therefore it provided ease of access. Instinctually wolves were very cautious of letting anyone too close to it, especially expectant mothers whose lives were not only at stake, but also the lives of their unborn pups. Hormones and the primitive urges of protection could rile themselves up at any moment so to avoid being maimed, she made it an explicit intention every time. She closed her silver gaze, pausing a few moments to get a gauge on whether her pulse was weak or strong and, pleasantly, found it as lively as ever. A weak, thready pulse would have concerned her greatly, but so would an abnormally fast heartbeat. No, this was swift and steady, albeit a little fast, but she knew it was just the other woman’s anxiety.
“Your pulse is strong and healthy,” she commented as she stepped back, auds tilting forward as Venom asked a question. She waited for her to open her mouth and stick out her tongue as she’d done so many times before so that Kiyo could check her hydration. She wanted nice, deep pink pigmentation. Too light and it would mean that she needed to drink more water to avoid dehydration. Finding that acceptable as well, she finally moved to answer her, “Unfortunately, I will have to report that you’ll only grow bigger in the weeks ahead,” she replied, a humored smirk on her velvety pale lips. “You’ll also likely start producing some milk. Mostly importantly, however, you should start to feel the little ones moving around. Make sure you pay close attention to this and let me know if you feel any unusually sharp pains or simply nothing at all.” Her expression had turned serious, the painful memories in the back of her mind fighting to make their way to the surface. She shoved them down. Hard.