Dragoncrest Cliffs Merry ground

She smiled proudly when Portia praised her choice of den. "I'd like to see yours too, if you don't mind showing me," she expressed when the Fisa rejoined her outside the door. "Is it somewhere here in the forest? I know it would probably be safer to give birth in the caves but... I can't imagine being stuck underground for weeks on end. I also don't want to raise pups in near total darkness." Wildfire hummed.

When asked about the commander's role when it came time to whelp, Wildfire immediately answered, "Of course." She blinked, then paused with a slight tilt of her head. "Why wouldn't I?" She hadn't actually give it any thought until just now. But the Bandrona could not think of any reason to bar Thuringwethil from witnessing the miracle of birth and being there from the pups' very first breaths. "Is there some reason she shouldn't be there?" she fretted, wondering if perhaps there was a medical reason she should isolate herself.