"Ivan's in labor." Nym said quickly to Ceral, not quite sure how to explain the whole situation, though Ivy seemed to be doing it just, though bluntly. This was a rather insane idea.... Bur he felt like he needed to do something, but ivy seemed to already be holding Ivan's hand. The poor water dragon already looked like he was starting to feel some pain, or pressure, or something, he definitely didn't seem comfortable. Until things progressed further, Nym figured the best thing he could do was offer comfort as well.
"Ky will forgive you... He shouldn't be mad anyway." Ivan was doing this for the good of the pair's kits, that was merit worthy, wasn't it? "Don't worry." Nym plopped down criss crossed behind Ivan and pulled his head into his lap. "Just breathe."
"Ky will forgive you... He shouldn't be mad anyway." Ivan was doing this for the good of the pair's kits, that was merit worthy, wasn't it? "Don't worry." Nym plopped down criss crossed behind Ivan and pulled his head into his lap. "Just breathe."