RE: always an angel, never a god
10-08-2024, 05:46 PM
The rest of the birth passed uneventfully, although she had been doubly (and triply) prepared with supplies. She watched as the last of the puppies were born and carefully tucked them up against Theory's side to nurse. Her aunt, despite her age, had a blissfully uneventful labor, but Finch could tell she was tired. Not just tired, but exhausted. What nature had required of both the elder mothers had taken its toll, as was evident by the stillborn that Jay had assisted with. Finch had hidden her flinch at Thalia's cold response, but she couldn't rightfully criticize her. It was impossible to say what she would have done herself under the same circumstances. As the mothers situated themselves, Finch rifled through her supplies one final time to produce a several servings of dried meat, bundled tightly with herbs that would aid with any residual pain or cramping. "I'm leaving this here, please eat when you're able," she murmured, placing it close by. Finch gathered up her things and retreated quietly from the birthing den to find Jay. |
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