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So, I Think I Might Be Pregnant...

Gwyn



Gwynevere

The Hallows
Chief Physician

Master Healer (266)

Master Intellectual (260)

An icon representing the specialty Field Medic Field Medic

age
6 Years
gender
Female
gems
345
size
Large
build
Balanced
posts
238
player
Shelby

Samhain 2022The Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1Double MasterPride - Demisexual
11-27-2022, 05:34 PM

Gwynevere grinned a bit and chuckled as Fern spoke about how she was fine and Rudyard's constant worry that had made him push her to come get an exam. It sounded like being an over protective and worried mate and father ran in the family since Artorias had very much been the same with Briar. It was good to hear that there were no adverse side effects to be concerned about though. That made her job easy. "I'm certainly not surprised by Rudyard's worrying," she commented with a smile. "I'm glad to hear you haven't had any concerns or complications though. Even if you haven't felt anything off it is still a good idea to get an exam or two along the way though so my worrywart of a brother is in the right... this time at least." The rattle of Fern's sword did catch her ear while she was gathering a few herbs and adding them to a mortar so she could prepare them for Fern to take. She glanced up from what she was doing at Fern's question about her training and Gwyn smiled in return, replying, "That's entirely fine. As long as you're paying attention to your body and not pushing yourself too hard then there's no harm in it. In fact, I'm heard that it can actually be very beneficial to keep active through pregnancy when you can."

With the medicines she wanted to give her sister-in-law prepared, she motioned for come over to where she had a bed of furs about the same size as the cots that where lined up across one side of the room. "I set this up for Briar's pregnancy since getting up on the cots became a bit difficult after a while. Go ahead and lay down and we'll check on those pups." She waited for Fern to get comfortable on her side and then she sat back on her haunches, resting gentle and experienced paws on her belly. Going by feel, she gently pressed and moved along the other woman's torso, counting the pups she could feel as she went. The pups squirmed and kicked against her, making a little smirk tug at her lips. "They certainly feel lively," she joked lightly. "That's a good sign though. I'm not picking up on any issues with their energy or movement." Very quickly it became apparent that much like with Artorias' litter this was also going to be a large bunch. "I'm counting at least four pups... maybe five," she said as she lifted her paws away, giving Fern another smile. "I'll make sure we have plenty of supplies and herbs at the ready for you when you go into labor. I'm sure we'll need them."

"Gwynevere Carpathius"