Whitefish River A Ton of Lashin' for Ashton

With an enthusiastic nod, the hippie affirmed the dark dude's question.
He had so many tales of helpin the Aspen's give birth, it was damn near childs play for him. All the herbs were simple, but the attention to every detail was also a necessary thing, for having pups wasn't a walk in a park with babes.

"Yea, i've had quite the walk with poppin' out da pups, bro. Just pup galore, in my little lifetime. Seen so many pups, it's like 'Dear god, there's more,' but bein the one who actually helps to deliver em just makes me that much more closer with them, and the ol' lady, ya know?"

Ash knew his years with his birth pack had been soem of the funnest and easiest burdens to bear on his shoulders, but that didnt mean it wasn't a burden. Everybody had their story, and knowing that sharin was carin, Ash didn't mind givin Lash his history. But would Ash be able to tell it without shattering the well worn smile he perfected?