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Like Scimitar, Bazi had initially feared the worst when the cramps started. With Paarthurnax gone, she had told no-one, becoming a virtual recluse in her own home, fretting about every single change. But something was happening to her. The larger she got, the less she worried - the dark thoughts of early pregnancy were falling away, and she was starting to look forward to meeting her new family. The birth still scared her shitless, of course, but she got the feeling that it was much too late to turn back now. The magpie's metaphorical offer to 'pop' her had been a turning point.


Bazi waited patiently for her mate to unearth breakfast, plucked it from the ground, and gave the soiled meat a few shakes to dislodge debris. It was chewed and gone before Scimitar's question left his lips. Bazi shrugged. "Somewhere in the forest.. near the stream, but not too close." Puppies plus running water did not equal happy ending. She reached a hind leg out to scratch at an itch, fell hilariously short, and spent a good few seconds trying to convince her body to play ball. No such luck. Puffing and embarrassed by her grunting, she flashed Scimitar a pififul look. "Scratch my ear?"