Swiftcurrent Creek homage

Let's time skip with your next post? <3

She was watching Jakoul too carefully to miss the emotion that gripped her, but Reverie could not begin to understand it. Pregnancy was a time of many changes for women, she knew that. Physical and emotional. She knew the stages of it, and of labor; she knew some of the things that could go wrong and some of the remedies for them. That was all.
So she felt it must be impossible for her to grasp what came over Jakoul, but she tried nonetheless to give the right response. She reached out with one paw to settle it over Jakoul's very lightly. I'll sing for you, Reverie promised thoughtlessly, breathlessly, though it was forbidden, though she hadn't dared lift her voice in song since the day it was decided that she would be a dancer. She still remembered the way it felt. When Jakoul lurched she lifted her paw, but her touch returned when the woman settled again. And I'll tell you stories. I'm sure Lestan will hunt for you. Oh, maybe he has stories too...
She was rambling. She closed her mouth with an audible click of teeth. After a moment she remembered that her role here was midwife, not friend. When the pups start to come, I'll give you something for the pain, Reverie promised softly. And then it will go quickly. Then you can rest.