Bad Vibes

Meldresi shook her head solemnly. The poor girl never meant for this to happen. That was the way most pregnancies were, however. Especially in the Dark Brotherhood, it seemed. "The signs are all too clear, Morgana. If I lied to you now, then how would I explain it to you in a few weeks' time when your stomach grows large and you feel the pups moving inside of you?" The priestess pressed her muzzle against her brow gently. Poor thing.

"I have herbs," she murmured softly to Morgana. "They will purge the pups and it will be as if they had never been born. I am giving you the option, though I do not like it myself. Whoever the father is, you do not need to be in fear of him or crawl back to him when the pups are born. The rest of the pack and I will take care of you and your children if you choose to let them live."