Noctisardor Bypass the wild god reaches into a bag made of moles and nightingale-skin

I can’t take anything without it coming through in my milk, right? As much as I… Druid caught herself and said instead, I don’t want to take anything that isn’t safe for them.

There was trust in her eyes as she held his. If there was some remedy he knew that wouldn’t risk harming her pups, Druid recognized that she might need it. She had never felt so completely out of sorts in her entire life.

Okay, she said quietly when he insisted he didn’t want to broach the topic of settling in right now.

She didn’t have the strength to argue with him, nor the will. Druid just hoped that it would all get better soon, for both of them. The night was darkest before the dawn, wasn’t it? Her ear flicked. Where had she heard that? She supposed it didn’t really matter.

I should get back to them, she said after a long pause, her voice flat.