Help, I'm Dying.

Colten pulled her closer and she whimpered, eyes squeezing shut as she tried to lock the fear down. The pretty healer came back in, pushing some herbs towards her. The first leaves she happily lapped up and chewed on them, listening to the kind soul. But when she pushed the sedative towards her, she turned her nose at them. The pain wasn't bad at all, it was her own damn fear that made it all so much worse. Another contraction came, and this time the urge to push was a lot greater. Her body listening without her really wanting it too, and she cursed it silently. But it wasn't very long before the small pup was born into the world. Ekko laid there for several moments, hoping that this would go away. Only one pup came out, and she refused to do anything to it. Until it cried. Her heart melted and she moved, cleaning it and placing it by her belly. The poor dear, it wasn't his fault that she didn't want him. He was a new soul, and she was punishing him for being born. How fair was that? "Shhh little one, its okay," she whispered, as she curled around his tiny form. A growl then rumbled out of her maw, teeth baring as she looked at the two beings in the den. Tears still poured down her face, fear very much still within her. "Don't kill him. Don't you dare kill my puppy in front of me again. I can't handle it, I won't allow it!" she cried, revealing just why she was so afraid. They wouldn't take him away, right? The wouldn't kill him, right?