Larksong Grotto tonight i'll be the libertine

As Tavi's frown faded away into a much more normal expression, Reek felt a tad relieved. She moved in close and Reek buried his face in the crux of Tavi's neck as she choked out half of a reassurance. A calm swept over him, but his relief was short-lived. Startled as her words were cut short by a fit of retching, Reek pulled away as Tavi spilled her guts all over the floor of the grotto. Had Reek not been in such a state of denial about the possibility of Tavi's pregnancy, perhaps he would have recognized the symptoms far before this point. Now, however, Reek's instincts as a healer took over and he considered her condition as he would have with any other sickness.

Once again, Reek pulled his body close to her's and allowed his teeth to trail through her fur in the hopes that it would calm Tavi down. "Shhhhhh," he whispered. "You should lay down." She obviously needed to get off her feet, and from a flat position, Reek could examine her better than he could standing up. His calming ministrations came to a halt and Reek motioned to the floor with his muzzle before finally asking, "What hurts?"