I'm not ready for this (birth)

The caramel pelted dame walked through the land that was known as Waterfall Peak. The place sure was beautiful and elegant to say the least. The calming smell of the water that sometimes hit against her face caused her to smile. But, the scent of blood soon caught her off guard. Was someone eating? Perhaps a fight was going on? The fae was not so sure.

She walked a bit more of a distance until her eyes widened slightly. A dame was lying down on her side, a whimper and whine of pain echoed throughout her ears. She was giving birth, and she didn't seem to have a mate that would help her right now.

Huata approached the fae and sat down beside her, "Don't worry, I'll help you," she spoke and began to help the white woman with the birth. She began to place some wet moss that was near the stream onto the fae's forehead gently to help with the sweat that must have been staining her pelt and help cool her off as well. She walked a little bit behind the fae and watched as well as listened for anything she needed to worry about or something that would be good as well.