Chaman Lark had returned to Post Kilo to see her own kits- they were nearly four moons old, and she was intentional about visiting them everyday, since she now lived in Headquarters. As the last Raiser Superior, she also had a special love for Post Kilo, and made it a point to stop and speak to it's inhabitants. The small tortoiseshell was on her way out when she heard Cadet Pike's cry, and her ears rotated in her direction. She knew the sound, having given birth twice before, and she redirected her path to approach the young she-cat. "Cadet Pike?" Lark asked gently, stopping beside the she-cat. "What's wrong?"

"Probably won't be necessary." There was almost a note of laughter in Miracle's muffled voice at the suggestion. The former Chaman had a collection of herbs already in her jaws as she arrived on the scene. She knew Pike would be kitting soon, and with the consideration that she was a Cadet instead of a full grown soldier in the Regime, Serenity's niece had taken every precaution. The brown feline had the herbs already set aside, everything already portioned out in the correct amounts to account for the guider cadet's age, and all potential difficulties that might arise.

So when she heard the feline cry out, and the Superior arrive at her side, along with Glowstar, Miracle had flown into action in an instant, telling Cadet Lisbet to go and get her cousin, Serenity. Of course, knowing the feline that Venus' daughter was, the entire Regime would know in a few moments, and cats like Shule, and Kaisra would be flocking to see the kits and congratulate the young mother. "If anything, I'm going to need you to run interference. No one but us and Serenity gets through, until Pike says it's okay. Not Mars, not Shule, Sean, not even Kaisra." She warned. Glowstar probably wouldn't want to restrict her kits, but Pike needed all the calm she could get in this moment.

"Don't worry Pike, Serenity will be here soon. If you can, eat this. It'll help with the pain and keep your strength up." As she had been speaking, she'd broken up a stalk of fennel, dripping the liquid onto a leaf already prepared with ragwort and raspberry leaves. "It's going to taste horrific, but I promise it will help with the pain." Not to mention help her keep her strength up for the kitting itself.

Cadet Lisbet, for her part, basically raced out of the post, past the Superior, leader, and Raiser who were already present, shrieking in delight as she raced for headquarters where she was almost certain to find Serenity, as well as the rest of her family... and the entirety of the Regime, to tell about Pike's kitting. Miracle was right to assume that the news wouldn't take long to reach even the most out of touch ears.

Miracle didn't mean to make the Superior feel insecure. She understood it well enough. Had experienced the same desire to take control in situations, was so used to it that it seemed natural for her to always be ready, be prepared, for anything. Even though she'd long since stepped down from her position as Chaman. Her tail twitched lightly and she offered a nod of her head. "I have a little somewhere in this mess of herbs. Good thinking to have it now." Personally, she'd have waited, and Lark would understand why when she turned to grab the leaves she'd suggested. Nestled right next to them, just barely peeking out of their own little leaf, was some parsley and goatweed. The Chaman would understand well enough what Miracle had prepared for, just in case. After all, though the pregnancy had been going well, Pike was still a cadet. This kitting could go well, or it could go terribly, terribly wrong, risking both the life of the mother and the kits she carried. Neither of them would set out to worry anyone, but at the same time, they both knew the dangers.

Still, she admired Lark's choice to lean towards the positive and used the borage anyway, adding it lightly on top of the pile she pushed gently towards Pike's muzzle.