Nodding, Cinderstep sat down, casting her mind back to what Dappleheart had given her. "You're going to need wild parsely, it'll help the milk dry up." She said, looking around to see if the medicine wolf was around. "And goatweed has shown signs of easing the pain of grief. Not entirely, but enough that its easier to handle."

She hesitated for a brief moment. "When I lost my pups, my sister told me that I should give them names. That way, when I looked up at silverpelt at night, I knew what to call them. And when I join them, they will have names that match what my hopes and dreams for them will be. Giving them names was my first real step towards healing. It took me a long time, but I did it."

Looking back at Cinder, she flicked her tail as she stood up. "Name my dead pups?" She asked, lowering her audits. "I think that would just make it all worse for me.." Fantasia added before sighing softly. "Though.. I'll talk to Jakop about it.." She mentioned.

Cinderstep nodded, her ears lowering slightly in response to Fantasia's words. "I understand, and if you feel like you aren't ready for that yet, thats okay. You grieve at your own pace. No one would judge you otherwise." She looked around the camp before turning back to Fantasia. "I'm feeling pretty tired. Do you mind if I go and rest for a bit?"

Branam laid in the corner of the omega den, all beaten and bruised. He seemed in shock, but he also seemed to be asleep.

Cinderstep padded quietly into the den, her shadow casting upon the male who slept at the far corner. Sighing she sniffed at his wounds before deciding to leave him alone until he woke up again. Maybe the alphas would allow her to go hunting and she could gather some herbs to put on his wounds. "I'm sorry Branam." She whispered, curling herself up a few taillengths away.

It wasn't until the next morning that the male would awaken, the pain in his body making it hard too move. The two hunters had done a number on him. Sighing, Branam would sit up from his lay position and look around the den, seeing Cinder. He smiled slightly, as his tail lightly thumped the ground before stopping himself from being excited. She would be leaving, she would get fed up with his pack and leave. All the nicer ones did. Flicking his audits, the male would wince as he pushed himself upwards.

"Fucking hell.." He mumbled before noticing the pups were not in the den. Sighing, Branam would limp toward the den exit before hearing Rugars voice call their names. Branam would then huff a relieved sigh before looking back at Cinderstep. He contemplated on waking her up, but decided against it and stepped from the den. Looking around, he noticed Rugar playing around with his pups while Guardian and Spirit laid observing. It seemed at though Eros and Jakop were still sleeping along with the rest of the pack.

(Yukon, buddy, why didn't you slap me to get my attention! I completely forgot I hadn't replied to you! For TWO WEEKS!)

Cinderstep woke shortly after Branam had, her muscles sore and her belly rumbling with hunger. The scent of lingering pain and blood still hung in the air, carried by her friends pinewood scent. Stretching with a yawn, Cinderstep slowly rose, her legs shaking as she stretched them as much as they would go. Her tongue ran along her muzzle as she slowly walked out of the den, her eyes and ears pricked for Branam as she looked around the camp, finding a few of the pack members awake, while the rest were still asleep.

"You are not to be falling for her, you don't get to spread your seed anyway.." She growled.

Branam rolled his eyes, "Just because you're a measly hunter, doesn't make you my boss." He stated loudly. Branam was tired of getting pushed around, and now he knew he had back up if things were to go south. Cinderstep would at least hopefully help him out.. Right?

Laia snarled and went to attack him before Spirit came over and spoke. "Branam, may I have a word with you? It's about your wounds.." She spoke softly, her eyes soft with respect for the young omega.

Laia just growled and stormed off, mumbling beneath her breath.

Branam smiled over at Spirit before looking over at Cinderstep. "Good morning, Cinder." He finally spoke to her before looking back at the doula, "And, thank you.. Spirit." He stated with a grin.

"You're very welcome, Branam.. But, seriously how are your wounds?" She asked.

Branam looked at the wounds visible to him and shrugged, "They sting a little, but, i'll manage." He stated.

Cinderstep walked over towards Branam, listening carefully to the aggressive snarls coming from the female he was talking to. She felt pride rise up in her chest as she watched her new friend finally begin to stand up for himself. The females hackles rose slowly as her teeth bared in a low rumbling growl. Cinderstep felt her own fur tighten over her shoulders as she stalked closer, ears pinning to the back of her head. She was the daughter of an alpha, as much as Glassstar disliked that fact it was true, and she wasn't afraid to play the dominance game with the she-wolf.

Luckily enough for both of them, Spirit came bounding towards Branam and the female, deliberately stepping between them as she turned to speak to the large male. "Morning Branam, Spirit." She dipped her head to the doula in greeting before looking at Branam, frowning slightly in response to his answer.

"They are painful, that's what they are. I could feel how much they are hurting you while you were asleep." She huffed, flicking the male with her tail in admonishment. "He needs a marigold poultice and some burdock root. Those wounds are deep and might get infected if they aren't covered."

She turned to look fully at her friend, humor lighting her eyes, mixing with the serious timbre in her voice. "As proud of you as I am for sticking up for yourself, maybe don't get into a fight when you're wounds aren't even halfway closed alright?"

(Yuko. I am so sorry! I thought I had replied to this and didn't realize I hadn't until this morning. I'm a very forgetful person so you just need to like...Slap me until I remember? Got it?!)

Spirit looked at Branam as he spoke his words, her audits slowly tilting back toward her crania. Though, the slightly older female barely even got a word in before Cinder began to speak firmly toward the omega. "I agree with Cinder.." Her voice was soft and kind, a motherly tone filling in the rasps. Watching as the young female turned toward her and began to speak, Spirit nodded. "Alright, I didn't get allowed to touch him yesterday.. So, I wasn't exactly sure what all he needed.. I will get that for you immediately.." The slightly older female stated before turning and trotting off quickly toward her specialty den.

Branam flicked his audits, looking over at Cinder as she spoke, then back and forth at the two as they spoke to one another. His mind whirred for only a moment before his focus turned onto Cinder when Spirit turned to leave. "I knew what I needed.. I've studied the plants and how the old Doula's worked.. I just didn't think to care." He sighed, sitting down. He then looked around, noticing Eros had finally awakened, talking to Guardian whom had some more wolves behind him. One of which seemed older, her pelt a yellowish color, almost like yellow snow.. Just, a little lighter and it was more faded. The other wolf looked like a deer, her fur spotted. The last wolf that he saw, with his big brawny head and body, was a darker color, his pelt not one Branam had seen before.

"Great.. more mouths to feed.." He mumbled with a small sigh. "Hopefully we have some new helpers and hunters.." Branam stated toward Cinder as he sat back onto his haunches.

Branam then saw two more wolves enter the picture from behind the group. They looked identical. Both females.

Great..

The omega seemed excited yet scared of the new comers at the same time, Rugar and his pups were nice, as well as Spirit and Guardian, but, the darker male wolf almost rivaled the size of Jakop, and that REALLY scared him.