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This was an emotionally draining scene for me to draw. I got choked up drawing newborn Fred in Songween's hand. As a farmer, I've saved numerous lambs who could not breathe at birth by puffing air into their muzzles.
Category Story / Comics
Species Hyena
Size 800 x 999px
File Size 299.9 kB
Well, he's covering up for his feelings of shock and embarrassment, having just realized that Songween saved his life all those years ago, when he'd been told it was a nurse who heard him sneeze and intervened to save him. He kinda doesn't know what to say to her now.
I had to edit her description of the birth scene to get it to fit, but here's the original version:
S: Your parents were here on one of their "inspection tours" when your mom went into labor. I thought she was having a reaction to bad fish, but before I knew what was happening, there were doctors and nurses laying her out on the table and cutting her open. They pulled out your sister...then they pulled out you. Someone handed me this towel with a tiny wet scrap of black fur in it...then I felt your heart beating under my fingertips...like a butterfly beating its wings...I didn't want to bother the doctors, they were busy trying to save your mother's life--so much blood--I've been in battles with less blood--so I wiped the muck from your face and blew into your snout. Just a little puff to clear your airway. You gave a jerk and started to gasp and cough. I kept massaging you until one of the nurses noticed you were alive, and rushed you off to an incubator...
S: Your parents were here on one of their "inspection tours" when your mom went into labor. I thought she was having a reaction to bad fish, but before I knew what was happening, there were doctors and nurses laying her out on the table and cutting her open. They pulled out your sister...then they pulled out you. Someone handed me this towel with a tiny wet scrap of black fur in it...then I felt your heart beating under my fingertips...like a butterfly beating its wings...I didn't want to bother the doctors, they were busy trying to save your mother's life--so much blood--I've been in battles with less blood--so I wiped the muck from your face and blew into your snout. Just a little puff to clear your airway. You gave a jerk and started to gasp and cough. I kept massaging you until one of the nurses noticed you were alive, and rushed you off to an incubator...
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