Silver Creek Sweet Summer Wind

He nodded, impressed. "Do you plan to assume the same roles here? Once you are able?" If Silver Creek had a dedicated medic, he didn't know of them. Her words rang true to him, though they were words of a world he would never know. He may one day have a mate, but he would never himself bear pups. 

"At least you'll know the herbs to ease the process, if you need it. Of any experience to have that isn't already having a litter, I think you have the best. I imagine I'll be bumbling and clueless." He thought silently for a moment on his own ineptitude with being a father. He couldn't say he knew he'd be terrible. He'd never tried it. "Have you got any names picked out?"