Nova Peak Tämäh

The mountain winds did not breach the entrance of the stone den. They swirled and tugged at the world outside, but outside they remained as Raven's Call darkens the entrance of the den.

Two fresh hares hang from her jaws. One for the woman of unknown name, the wet nurse that tended to the babes. Raven's Call had yet to learn more of her, something she hoped time would allow. To her, Raven's call deposits one hare first. Turning around, Raven's Call gifts Ayovi the second. Both woman needed strength.

Raven's Call could overhear the women's voices. Strung in a tongue that was unknown to her. With a nod to Silatuyok, Raven's Call gently moved to the Ekawotsa's side. Her eyes watching the deft work of the healer woman. Ayovi had a long road to recovery.

Looking to the patient's face, Raven's Call followed her gaze across to the babes. A soft smile is given to them.

Your babes are strong, just like their mother.

With a gentle paw, Raven gently swept back a flyaway tuft of fur on the woman's neck. Ayovi was beautiful, Raven's Call hoped her preening would help her spirits stay high. She then turned to the hare, precisely pulling small cuts of flesh from its body, preparing it in pieces for Ayovi.

With a glance back to Ayovi's belly, the blackbird girl took notice of her weeping of milk. It is with respect that she gently inspected her breasts, looking for any adverse swelling or redness. It crosses the girl's mind that there were no babes to stimulate her.

They will be in your arms soon. She takes Ayovi's paw in her own. I see that you are heavy with milk. Does it cause you any pain?