Eros' mind snapped back to reality as he heard his name. His eyes looked in shock to the other female who spoke. He lowered his tail a little as he pulled his ears back in slight embarrassment.

He heard Rose Petal's gentle voice from his left side, "If Eros will help on the hunt, we could try to take on a big prey, though only if we will all work together, then it should work. What do y'all think?"

"YES, I agree," he didn't make eye contact with either female. He nodded."umm.. let me know when we will leave. I have a few things I need to do." he turned and went back to his den to calm his nerves.

Once he entered into his den. he noticed his little mouse friend sleeping. He nudged it gently with his nose."Hey Birch, time to get up." he said softly as the mouse snoozed on. Eros felt so stupid with how he snapped at the other hunters. "Why can't I just be normal," he muttered as he felt worse. the guilt came rushing back. he shook it off. The male had no time for feelings. he needed to get it together.

'The young mother felt relief as she saw the Healer's gentle smile. "Yes, I do have something for that." her eyes watched as the healer sniffed through her herbs before picking up a couple of leaves. Setting them down in front of Khloris. "Rosemary to put where you are sore the most and Juniper berries to help with your strength. Like I told Ghost, chew the rosemary to put on the spots. You can simply eat the berries."Khloris nodded as the healer spoke and she used her paw to scope the things toward herself.

"How else are you feeling?" the healer spoke to the young mother. The golden wolf's eyes snapped toward the healer with a bit of surprise filling them. Not a lot of people asked how she felt.

"Not as good as I would like." she shuffled to a more comfortable sitting position. "I..I.." she stuttered with the sound of a breaking voice. "I just don't know what to do about these pups alone" her voice finally broke. A few tears coming out of her eyes.

Letting out a sigh she didn't know she held, Silver Stream, ventured behind brown pelt till the lake's bank where they stopped. Estimating it as a private enough place to share her worries with a wolf that could help she started talking: "I suppose you had pups before and I never have-this is my first litter and you could say I am bit...afr-worried about it..?" Her head tilted to the side as she tired to explain while not giving away much. "I am excited, happy really, that Morning Creme and I will have pups. I thought about what they will look like, hopefully they will have same shadeof green for eyes, adorable cheek fluff like him, strength to hunt too. We will get them toys too so they can practice. We actually don't know if it will be multiple or just one pup, I have a gut feeling it will be two, but who knows. I am not worried about labor itself, I can handle it like any other mother, plus instincts will guide me through the process, but you know, after that, when they or only one get here, like...They will have a pack and parents and maybe siblings, and we are preparing for it, but I can't escape the feeling, what if something goes wrong, how to...I don't know, um-prepare the best?"

Check signs were appearing on Silver Stream's imaginative list of preparations for things like bed she has already started on, she have always liked sleeping on large, soft nesting herself. Hunters bring enough prey, so there shouldn't be lack of it when the day comes.

"And I thought I will stop gorging myself once they are here" she said, followed by brief, soft laughter. Eating this much surprised her. It was to be expected that she will eat more, but she still can't believe just how much more she is eating now yet. Packmate told her it is not that bad, it is a change so it may seem big, but isn't that major.

"Thank you on plethora of advices~" she sang to clear her previous gloom caused by worry. "As well on offering your help"

Now, that she was calmer, silverish female decided to change a topic slightly, direct it from her to Rosco.

"That sounds like a nice record" she commented on number of litters "how was it for you to raise them? Were they a handful, troublemakers or maybe sticklers to rules?" She said thinking of youngest warrior in their pack when she menioned the last one since male seemed to be really put together and determinded in chasing his goal, no time for anything else.