Blackfeather Woods [m] blackreach

Closing up here!

She was so weak — so tired, — but the babes were important. They needed her, and so she would be present even if she was only half-awake from the toil of their birth. Parvati held them close, inviting them to perch at her belly until she felt them nipping at her, gorging on the colostrum that ran thick from her body. Her mind swam — but she thought that a spirit had entered the cavern, she heard it speak through the fog of her exhaustion, congratulating her -- and as Parvati drifted off to sleep, she felt the spirit take shape beside her, except it was cold, not the inviting warmth of a sister as she might've expected. Parvati murmured something in her native language but it was lost within the dark of the cave as she slipped off to a necessary slumber.