Moonspear procedures

"Good," said Alya, her voice a little off from Lyra's gentle nature, but she didn't expect Olive to know that. Not yet, anyway. (Perhaps, months from now, she will know them well enough to look back on this behavior and wonder.) "I want to be a healer and a caregiver when I'm big, and my mother said that it might be good to talk to you. I've already talked to her, of course, about pregnancy and child-bearing and all that - but she said it was different for everyone, and that I should get your opinion, too."

Having finished the explanation she'd rehearsed, Alya sat back and stared expectantly at Olive, waiting for her to take the bait. Alya didn't have any more specific question about the process - not yet, anyway. She felt that, the more knowledge she failed to have on the subject, the more suspect her motives would become.