Northstar Vale Sunburst

This time it had been Tamar who had remained behind to keep an eye on their children. The puppies were already growing. Arsenio was surprised at how swiftly their little bodies were taking shape and movement was overcoming them. If his heart had not been softened by his family, the intrusion of the couple knocking on their door might have been met with sharper fangs. Instead, when the redstone wolf approached the man who called for aid, he held his head high and offered an inquisitive stare.

It was when his lips had parted to speak that the man heard the woman. She was in distress and the scent of childbirth was heavy upon the air. Arsenio frowned, stepping toward the man who had traveled with the pregnant woman and over to where she was.

You are giving birth, you must try to relax. What kind of herbs had Tamar described to him? Were there any there that he believed might soothe this woman while she gave birth? Arsenio was not certain. He believed that he was the wrong man to have met them, that his wife would have done a better job of ushering them into safety. He was flustered and uncertain, but willing to help.

To the man, go into the vale and collect the bark from a white willow tree. She will chew it to help with the pain and the pushing she will make. Arsenio was no midwife, but he would do what he could to make sure the children were delivered safely.