Rough Indestructible Surface

The diagnosing and prescribing of emergency birth control was done quickly and without incident, something Alastor was grateful to Irilyth for. The tiny lady had proven she was a capable healer and a worthy find by his wife. While the blonde fae explained the possible side effects and expectations of the medicine Relm had taken, Alastor breathed a sigh of relief. At least Relm wouldn't need to worry about carrying a stranger's children, nor the inevitable culling Manea would make her go through if she had gotten pregnant. "Good work," he said in low, rough tones to Irilyth. A shift of movement from the corner of his eye caught his attention and he saw Relm trying to leave. "You're not done yet," he barked to Relm, turning expectant eyes back to Irilyth. "Make sure her injuries are fine before you let her go. Then she can go bathe and sleep." Alastor rose to his paws, giving a nod to Relm as he turned back to the den and slipped inside, giving the ladies their privacy.

- exit Alastor -


"Alastor"