Dang it, woman

Gwynevere was careful and gentle with her touch, but experimental too. It was the first time she had been around a pregnant mother instead of just hearing about it in lessons so despite the grim circumstances she was still fascinated. Her ear twitched toward Aranea to listen when she spoke in a horse voice, telling her that there were four pups total. From what she could tell Aranea was right - though her paws were far less experienced than some. She gave a surprised glance when the smaller woman mentioned that she could still feel two of them moving. If that was the case and those two made it out of this they would certainly be some lucky pups - though a far darker possibility crossed her mind of the fact that they may very well still be dying. She bit her tongue and held back the thought, instead looking down at Aranea's stomach and continuing to gently press and feel for those signs of movement.

When Aranea thanked her Gwyn let her paws fall away from her stomach and glanced up at her again. A faint hint of a smile tugged at her lips even though the fellow healer didn't seem to be able to meet her gaze. "It's no problem," she replied softly. In reality this was perhaps one of the less taxing and stressful moments in her short career as a healer - or doctor as Kane had called her. Compared to frantically stopping her mother's bleeding from a torn apart face or pulling a saber cat's broken tooth from a heavily bleeding wound with little to no supplies this felt like a breeze. There was an element of unknown that she had to work with, but everything was new at least once.

She glanced toward her supplies again, considering for a moment before she asked, "I found some alfalfa the other day. Might be a good idea since it looks like you're a bit underweight." A bit was an understatement, but she was trying to be kind. She'd also need to be producing milk if any of those pups made it. "Maybe a bit of dandelion to help with your appetite?" She looked to Aranea, silently wondering just how much the woman wanted her help or at what point she would start to push her away.

Gwynevere | Eilwen