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Sweet Blasphemy

[Birthing]



Noelle

Loner

Intermediate Healer (30)

Intermediate Intellectual (40)

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
0
size
Extra small
build
Light
posts
41
player
Dragon Mod

The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 3
12-17-2021, 05:03 PM


The sun had returned to them, and while she had wanted to be joyful about the occasion, the events that occurred had made her tired, paranoid, and on edge more than ever before. It had made it difficult to travel. With her partial blindness and the headaches and the voices, it was hard to determine what was real and what wasn't. She never truly knew if she was alone or if someone was nearby, taunting her and jeering at her for her disability. Her mind was tired, but she tried her best to look ahead to better days since the strange fungi and crystals, and even fireflies began to crumble away leaving almost no trace of them in their wake.

She was skirting the edge of a pack border when she heard a panicked voice calling out for names that were unfamiliar to her. She flicked an ear as she paused, nose twitching as she scented the air. She didn't recognize who spoke, but the panic in their voice and the meaning of those words was what caused her to pause for just a little longer. Then, the scent of blood hit her, and the fear from whoever it was felt so thick in the air, it practically blanketed the air. Concerned, she followed the scents and arrived to find a chocolate and cream she-wolf huddled on the ground in clear pain and agony. Her own heart pounded hard in her chest, and as she tilted her head to get a better look, she noticed the blood was coming from the woman's rear and she appeared to be heavily pregnant. "Don't be afraid, I'm here to help!" She said softly but with as much confidence as she could. The woman looked wild-eyed with fear, panic, and pain...but Noelle was determined to help her however she could. "I need you to lie on your side, something is wrong," She couldn't lie. And she was sure the woman wasn't stupid. There was a lot of blood seeping into the fur on her hind legs, and no doubt there was something very wrong here.

She wracked her brain for some of the herbs and supplies she might need, and since she didn't have a permanent location to store her things, she only had the few supplies she carried with her. She waited to approach the female, however, as the woman appeared to be too frenzied to listen to what she told her to do.


"Speak"