Little Fiery One

Irilyth was glad that Manea had taken the trillium decoction without any fuss. She remembered all too well the pain her Mistress had gone through with her first litter, and she was glad that the violet queen wouldn't have to endure that kind of suffering again. The process of the birth proceeded smoothly, with Irilyth timing Manea's contractions with a paw resting gently on the alphess' midsection while her husband comforted her through it all. Manea's struggle grew, and with a pained scream, the first new Mendacium pup came into the world. Irilyth wasted no time in gathering up some swaddling cloth and beginning to clean off the pup, making sure its airways were clear. She was rewarded with a squealing scream from the hefty girl. "Congratulations, it's a girl!" she announced to the happy parents, carefully lifting the pup in her jaws and nestling it in at Manea's teats to begin feeding.

While Manea and Alastor doted over their new daughter, Irilyth returned to her position, preparing the swaddling cloth while she rested her paw on Manea's belly again. She thought she could feel at least two more pups moving about, but she couldn't be sure. A quick glance back at her medical supplies for an inventory check and she was ready to go. "Let me know if you need more painkillers, Mistress," she informed Manea as the contractions started up again. She could give the woman one more dose of the trillium if need be, but only if the childbirth became too dangerous or difficult for her.

"Irilyth"