
Mend had seen many pregnant does and childbirths herself, being a crude but effective healer herself. This though… things were a little different when the squirmy bulge of a belly was on HER and not some other doe. She wasn’t soft or kind enough to be a mother surely, she was a roguish and haphazard kind of kin. What if she accidentally rolled over one in her sleep? She could leave them to fend for themselves, traditional style but…
"Is a rough and tumble kind of mother better than no mother at all?" She knew she didn't have much longer to decide now…
@Moonstone Dazzle