Bearclaw Valley Garderer to the rescue!

Burdock for infection! She huffed, satisfied easily with this information though the greedy girl cast little thought to ever running out of the plant. It felt like she was always pulling burrs out of her pelt- that had to mean there were a lot of them! ”Doethn’t thound deliciouth, but if it fight-th off infection,” She shrugged. It’d be worth the taste- supposing the medicine worked.

Arlette’s questioning caused her pupils to narrow slightly, until she realized that she was about to offer help. The proud girl wanted no help with her birth- but she knew not the pain of childbirth or the dangers of it. Still- having a medic on call wouldn’t be a bad idea, even if she wasn’t sure it would be a part of her birth plan. 

”Aww, well Thankth!” She said. ”Yeah I’ve nevuh had kidth before but I’ve looked after ‘em plenty. It’ll be nithe to have thome little tiny oneth of my own, though,” She said. ”I’ll thend  thomeone for you if anythin’ goeth wrong,” Though she doubted it would. She was in her prime! She and her mate had a beautiful home, a great, valuable valley to live in and were founding a pack of their own- what could go wrong?

She had yet to learn that cloud nine was not made of stiff stuff- and that hopes could crumble as quickly as a cloud could dissipate. 

”You havin’ kidth thith year?” She asked.