Blacktail Deer Plateau One With The Dirt

"Stop that," said Grayday in a strong voice. "What would you have done, had you gotten there earlier? Can you see inside her body? Can you knit together a broken womb? Childbearing is dangerous business, and she knew that when she concieved. They both did. And this is a terrible tragedy none the less, but don't you dare take credit for what could only be nature's doing."

He moved so that she was looking at his face and spoke in a gentler tone. "She was old, Pema - and no one ever miscarried from a bit of a cough. She died of blood loss, not a cold." Purposefully, the leader left out the part about the blood he'd seen in her salivia. It wasn't relavent to his point. The fact of the matter was that Heartha was old, and that she was just not strong enough to bear healthy young - or to bear young healthily.

"Have I made myself clear?" he asked, his voice gentle but unyielding.