She began to break out in a sweat, her temperature rising. “Elebron, I think-“ she gasped out in pain, “I think the baby is coming..!” She spoke in worry, it was too soon. Way too soon, right? But she was basing it off human knowledge, not elven knowledge of how giving birth worked. The furs he had put down beneath her were soon soaked in blood and amniotic fluid, what had seemed like ages were merely a few hours surprisingly. The babe’s head breached, and she cried out in pain. “Elebron I - I, can’t push anymore..” she pleaded to him.