Blackfeather Woods sinnasaik

From the moment she woke up, Shivali knew today would be The Day. Tahani has been a big help in the last few days and she’s certain she couldn’t be more prepared. The whelping den is ready, there’s herbs nearby, she’s taken some at the instruction of her sister, and as another contraction hits her, she freezes in place and waits it out. When it passes, she inspects the whelping den for the umpteenth time to make sure it would fit her and her sister (if necessary) and, of course, the children. She digs at one corner that isn’t perfectly smooth until another wave of pain comes upon her.
 
This one is stronger than the others, and a quiet yelp escapes her maw and she’s forced to lie down. They’d been getting increasingly worse but this one jumped ten decimals, knocking her off her feet. With no time to call Tahani, certain she can do this n her own—hell, she would have been if they hadn’t showed up—and she pushes until she produces the slimy sack of her first born. She licks, rips, and tears away at the tissue until a small, wet thing is free. A few nuzzles of her nose, licks across the face, and other ministrations does unnamed @Aningan makes a squeal of life. Her work does not stop until he is completely free and severed from the placenta and it is properly disposed of.
 
After inspecting him properly for any defects of illness, she lines him up with her breast until he latches and lets him eagerly feed for the first time of his little life. She watches him quietly, feeling the heaviness of her lids at the same time another contraction comes through. Shivali quietly sighs as it is short lived, and she is rewarded with nothing else in the moment, but not long after she makes a low call for @Tahani to come to her.