The cry was agonizing, primordial. It was the scream of ancient times: of sea creatures breathing their first lungfuls of air, of caves perfumed by the crimson scent of sweat and afterbirth.
Rabbit pelt stuffed with herbs clenched tightly in her jaws, so anxious was she that they felt locked shut around the fuzzy bundle, the midwife bounded through the glen. Her halfling status was appreciated in this moment, for it gave the sighthound the ability to leap and sprint through the wood with great speed.
It seemed liked years had passed before she reached Vespera but truly it could only have been minutes. Panting, she placed the fur full of medicines at her paws.
"Mi'lady, might I app-roach?" Awenfen called out softly, not wanting to spook the mother who was in the midst of whelping. Some women turned aggressively protective of their newborns.
"It's Awenfen, ze midvife. I can 'elp," she offered, nudging the hide of herbs proferringly.
"Yer gonna be alrigh' mi'lady," she soothed, "yer doin' great."
"You see, I got a bullet for a tooth and
I'm gonna use it to shoot you."
I'm gonna use it to shoot you."
« Next Oldest | Next Newest »
Messages In This Thread
It's All Too Much - by Vespera - June 09, 2020, 06:44 PM
RE: It's All Too Much - by Joheras - June 09, 2020, 07:12 PM
RE: It's All Too Much - by Isadora - June 10, 2020, 10:52 AM
RE: It's All Too Much - by Necahual - June 11, 2020, 10:05 AM
RE: It's All Too Much - by Vespera - June 12, 2020, 03:17 PM
RE: It's All Too Much - by Joheras - June 14, 2020, 01:18 PM
RE: It's All Too Much - by Necahual - June 22, 2020, 10:09 AM