dancin' for no reason

There was a howl that went in the air, calling for Valentine, yet... Ellis found something about it drawing her. Cascade was the one the call belonged to, the female having been growing round with pups. Ellis had been carefully gathering herbs as soon as she was sure they would grow, worry gnawing in her gut. She had assisted with pregnancy before -- one here in Alacritia. It had memories stirring in her mind, nightmares plaguing her. She would not stand to have another nearly die just to give birth to her children... Or have any babies lost. Ellis swore it.

So Ellis would emerge from her den, checking back at the bunden already assembled. It couldn’t hurt to pop in and make sure that Cascade was doing alright, right? She would hesitate, debating, and then grabbed the bundle of herbs carefully in her jaws. Just in case. She had to be prepared. She had to be. This time she would be the main healer helping with a birth rather than the assistant. If anything happened to Cascade and the children it would be her fault.

No pressure though, right?

Ellis would arrive at the den to find Mercy already present. The female would set the herbs down, nose twitching, alert, taking a breath. Calm, be calm. “Cascade... You’re in labor.” She wasn’t sure if the woman already knew or not, calm as she was. Possibly... Ellis hoped so. If Cascade remained calm that would certainly help the situation. She would open the bundle of herbs, tearing open the large dock leaf that held than and getting what she needed.

“I have some fennel here. I need you to crush the juice out the stalks and swallow it. It’ll help with the birthing pains.” She also had raspberry leaves present, a precaution for heavy bleeding, and a couple other herbs. She would nudge the fennel towards the purple female, feeling her own heart pounding heavily in her chest.