a birth thread for these chaos gremlins

Ulmaria tossed and turned, eventually waking to find her paws soaked with sweat. She scowled. The heck was that all about? Vague images flashed through her mind but she couldn't quite recall what she'd been dreaming about nor was she sure she wanted to. She got to her feet and shook out her coat, glancing over at the dying fire which had only a few wisps of smoke to offer into the sky. Ahhh right… she'd been steeping some herbs in ceramic bowls near the fire and had fallen asleep.

Shoot, well, she still had work to do and there was no time like the present. After a good stretch Ulmaria trotted back to the den site to grab more supplies when she caught the scent of blood and… what was that? Ulmaria followed her nose and quickly realized the scent belonged to Celeste. Oh dear, was she having the pups?

Ulmaria raced the source of the scent, not sure if she was going to be of any help. She was trained in tending to injuries and basic ailments like colds and bug bites. Birthing was entirely foreign to her. "Celeste? Is everything ok? Do you need anything?" She settled out side the den entrance on her belly, cautiously peeking in.


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