Redsand Canyon Blood orange sunrise.

Aquene had gotten up to run to the tablinum for more supplies. She had not been gone long but when she returned, she found her den devoid of most of the inhabitants that had been there for a few days. She sighed softly, a huff escaping as she carried her own children, three weeks old at this point, to the den of her latest pain-in-the-ass patient. She set them down carefully and then plopped down in front of the woman, staring her down in silence for a moment, contemplating her words.
 
She had missed all of the excitement with Reyson’s arrival and departure, instead only hearing Towhee’s question to her husband instead. “What are you doing?” She asked, though the pointed nature of her question would be lost on the woman as she could not hear the tone. “I haven’t cleared you yet. I know this is hard, Towhee, but feeding your children too soon could cost you your life and they need their mother.” She was still mildly traumatized from the woman begging her to raise her children when she thought she was dying, and now her one goal in life seemed to simply be ensuring that the woman did not, in fact, die.