While she was rather unprepared for Jaidah’s sudden birth – since the alpha had been away during Rayen’s arrival – she was quite aware of another female whom was traipsing around Asteraia with a full womb. She had only a few days to accumulate what was needed for this mother whom she has yet to meet. She took a chance on wandering around nearly the entire realm of Moladion to find a variety of herbs that were similar to those used in her home away from here. Most of what she was needing was found and she was quite pleased with the fruits of her efforts.

In her den she had dug out an alcove to keep what plants and herbs she may need for the spring season as well as the ragged pelt of a hare to easily bring what was needed to the site of birth. She hoped that, with time, she would be able to plant and grow the needed herbs right outside of her den should the soil be kind enough. But perhaps those are foolish dreams.

The cry of anguish immediately saw her head lift and ears prick forward in an alerted manner. The day was a rather peaceful one up until this moment and she was quick to rise into action. As she gathered her belongings the wind carried with it the heady scent of labor and… blood. Lots of blood. Immediately she added a few more herbs into her makeshift sack and climbed from her den.

Rayen did her best to make it to the mother as quickly as possible but it was only effective to go so fast when carrying so many things in the skin of the hare. By the time she arrived there was the bum of another sticking out from the den and it made the new member rather uneasy. He smelled heavily of the salty ocean air yet it was not from here and for a moment she stood there in silence as she decided what was to be done. If he had not have moved just a moment prior she would have nipped at his rear to get him out of the way – after all it is her duty to care for the lives of those inside. He can wait if he must see them.

With the strange male out of the way, Rayen immediately rushed into the darkened den, the smell of blood overwhelming her as her eyes adjusted to the darkness and she soon found the cause of it. ”Hello? Are you alright?” she questions softly as she takes a closer look at the external tears upon the mother. She wanted to make sure that she was conscious before she made a move as to which issue was more pressing and as soon as she got a signal she went to work.

Her bag had fallen open as she had set it upon the floor of the burrow and she quickly grabbed a glob of moistened moss, dabbing it into a pile of cattail pollen as she brushed it away from the other herbs with her paw. Without another sound she gingerly placed it onto the most obvious wound and held it there for a long moment. She leaves the poultice there and returns to her herbs, grabbing an intact stem of cattail pollen and a few wood sorrel leaves before turning to the mother’s head. She places them down in front of her muzzle and encourages the girl to ingest them. ”You must take these; they will cease any internal bleeding and ease any nausea. Please.” she pleads for cooperation, hoping that the new mother will want Rayen’s aid.