Hushed Willows You Climb Those HIlls

Sorry for the wait! Is it okay if we wrap this up? <3

I'm sorry, She managed haltingly as Etienne rushed to help her, ears hot with shame even as pain lanced through her. Um - yes, you - you can help me to my den. You don't need to call anyone. There's a - a midwife coming. Soon.

Reverie let out a sharp breath, forcing her paws to steady beneath her. She'd made such a mess of this. It was what she deserved, she supposed, for answering border calls in her state. She should have known better — and now she'd traumatized the poor man.