Cloaked and collared, the lantern-lit stag drifted throughout the mist and tree trunks of his humble home. It was a place he had come to love deeply even in the colder seasons when Father Sun did not shine as brightly - he still had his lantern as his own personal star and Peatree his follower and friend.
The Doctor had risen before the dawn as he always did, scouted the borders for any signs or scents of dear Arah, before he'd made his way down the gullies and over creeks towards the glade that enveloped the garden and greenhouse. The gent's paces were stopped however; by a ghostly figure among the trees. Primarily the stag was unsure just which of their two magpie-coloured queens it was who strode through the mist, wings dragging and hung over stretched skin. Alysanne... though it seemed she was not entirely alone.

New life did not often frighten the flaxen father, though it would always be a concern of the priestly man when a woman bore a child without a mate. This was an ideal that changed and was tested often, having warped and broken with his own fallings. It was something soon pushed to the back of his mind by new concerns as his paces picked up, taking steps to follow the woman. She was not particularly youthful any longer. Birthing at her age was sure to come with great complications, even the worst.

While his feet begged him to stay put behind the trees, away from the mare he slightly feared, his heart told him to stride forth. Indescicion gripped at his heart, digging it's icy claws in as Peatree flew on ahead (having seen hemlock, he would attempt to catch up to him).
"TILNAY!" the bat bleated through their tight bond "come you!".
Shaking his cranium, Tilney gave a gruff snort as his decision was practically made for him.

"Alysanne" he came to coo through the mist, taking longer steps in an attempt to reach her quickly. "You look... exhausted" this was all he managed to utter as he tried to hide his glance over her awkwardly strung wings. As he did, the worry began to subside and excitement gripped him, a wide smile falling upon his maw. "A new life. How exciting" He whispered, lantern light crooning over the expectant mother.