Herbalists' Cache the promise

She had been pacing about, numbing a throbbing nervousness using the bitter cold. She did not know what it was about tonight that left her fears sprinting, pulsating.

It was the howl that snapped the panic within her. The winds smothered what she could make of the call; Other Shore could not tell who it was. But it sent her running, rising and bolting so quickly her feet were already taking her through the dragging winds before her mind understood what was happening. 

Another desperate call in the air - To me! Another voice Other Shore did not quite know. Instantly she knew who the howl belonged to.

The babes were coming, she realized, and it was then that she went flying through the trees. 

At last a clearing swept into view, and it was there she found a den all too familiar. She ducked into the entrance and found the midnight bloodhunter already there. Alongside her were two women, one with a pelt of snow, and the other with a strong frame and dark markings. 

And there was Star Eater. There was merciless pain twisting her face, her body, and so, so much rage. Fighting a battle that a woman should never fight alone. 

She turned to the bloodhunter - Gjalla. I will help. Give me your command.