Swiftcurrent Creek homage

this is PRIVATE for now for just @Reverie atm — will open it up soon!!

Today, she welcomed no one but the golden midwife.

Something primal wormed its way into her already hotwired brain. She had not been able to waddle her way to the creek and with great displeasure, she confined herself to her den. The fox fur on the floor had been ruffled, bunched up, then set aside all together when she could find no comfort there either.

She had waited, let the sun move along a clouded sky.

The world darkened and she could no longer prolong the inevitable. The creek would hear it in the way her voice lifted, summoning her midwife to her with a unique urgency.