Noctisardor Bypass [m]istletoe has moved into the lampshades

Glaukos' attention had split drastically after the arrival of the healer. He did not trust the boy to stay and do his work and as a result, felt a greater urge to guard Rivenwood's access route. He also knew that caches needed to be continually filled and prey must be hunted, so he covered all of his bases by prowling far from where Druid made her den, and was unaware of her labour beginning.

If he caught anything, the frustration and stress that had begun to weigh upon him as (essentially) the sole provider for the sisters and their broods, he would throttle whatever he had caught and leave bloody messes across the natural egress corridor our of the bypass. Within a few hours Glaukos was bloodied, the paths were decorated with the grisly remains of festooned rabbits, pieces of muskrat, and the remnants of what might've been a baby deer.

He was failing. Glaukos knew it, and that only added to the mixed feelings inside of himself; and like a typical man, he would deal with it far from prying eyes at the expense of his soon-to-be-born family.