A Ballad of Sacrifice

He could see the exhaustion etched deep into Aurelia's features, the pain that had ravaged her now giving way to a numbing relief. Her whispered gratitude tugged at him, breaking through his indifferent facade. But he was a strong man, with a strong resolve to help her. Even with the sight of her so vulnerable and broken, Caedes remained a pillar of strength. He had to be.

Offering her a squeeze of his massive paw on her own fragile one, Caedes tried to convey that she was not alone — locking his gaze on her own in reassurance. “You're welcome.” The brute murmured, his voice firm but steady. He watched as the anesthetic took hold, her mind relaxing, her pain dwindling down somewhat. He breathed a quiet sigh of relief, emeralds scanning for any signs of trouble as she continued her labors.

The minutes stretched out, each second feeling like an eternity. Caedes could feel the weight of her trust, the desperation in her eyes cutting through him like a blade. He had to focus, had to keep his hands steady and his mind clear. He felt tired, like the situation was draining him, inner composure waning with every stressful passing second. But he would see this to the end, after her battle was fought and won.

Finally, the first pup emerged, its tiny cries filling the cold air. Relief surged through Caedes, but he knew there was still more to do. He quickly cleared the pup's airway and placed it gently beside Aurelia, his touch as careful as he could make it. This he could do for her in her weakened state, even as he took note of the strange nature of the child’s appearance.

“Almost there, Aurelia. You can do this. Final stretch. You are doing amazing.” Caedes said softly, his voice filled with determination he hoped would rouse her spirit and a genuine desire to see her job finished.