Swiftcurrent Creek homage

we can time skip or keep doing a round or two more of prep <33

She did not understand and yet all at once, she listened. It mattered not if she understood or not.

Reverie was to be midwife and trusted. Whatever command that was made, would be followed. As well as a woman in labor could follow, mind you.

Celebration?

If she closed her eyes, she remembered the sand of Akashingo. The halls and the celebrations held there. Would the pharaoh had thrown a celebration if he saw her now? Sides wide and fit to give a new pack its first round of children.

She suddenly missed it with the same force of the pulsed pain.

Perhaps she had not been meant to respond, but her voice raised in a croaky fever now. Wants pulsed strong.

Song. Story. Her pale gaze fluttered harshly beneath her lids now. No amount of switched sides helped ease the rolling contractions. Perhaps it only stimulated everything along further. A rocking motion that matched the waves.

Food. She drooled at the thought nearly. The desire to eat roared furiously now, commanded her to do so! Yet she knew better than to trust the feeling.

The next wave of pain forced her to lurch upward before she settled back down.