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Try not to worry.

It was certainly easier said than done. The Constable already experienced the light bouts of anxiety over this litter, but she supposed all she could really do now was wait. Movement was growing difficult and tiresome so resting would not be too hard of a task. It was a surprise honestly, she expected the desire to stay on her feet as she always had, but as aforementioned carrying life was draining and if she wasn't out to stretch or stuff her face Ira could be found in her den. I'll do my best. Again I appreciate your efforts, Speedy. I know you'll shrug it off, but Kaistleoki is lucky to have you. The roan woman shifted careful of her swollen belly to get back on her paws. If rest is all I can do then I think I might retire to my den, but I'll be sure to let you know if I require assistance. As long as Ira wasn't stopped she'd make her way back to the center of the territory to nap in her den.