Not the homecoming I wanted
Laz
12-26-2021, 06:49 PM
She clung to him in fear which only served to height Tyrian's alarm. As he pressed against the bleeding wounds Tyrian felt a familiar stiff band move under his paw. From his time with the sheep he recognized the subtle movement as a contraction and his eyes flashed to Motif's as his alarm doubled. Well, shit. "Fuck," he murmured out loud. Forcing calm, Tyrian said, "I'm not going anywhere, okay?" He had minimal experience with injuries and labor in wolves, but in sheep he had it in spades. How different could it be? He could handle this... "I think your babies are coming so this is what we're going to do. I'm going to take care of these wounds while you handle the babies, eh? We can do this," he said firmly. "" |