Blacktail Deer Plateau Your journey has only begun

The swarthy male felt a little whiplashed when Pied's demeanor suddenly changed again, for the better. Still, he somehow didn't miss a beat when he said, "See? I told you they were okay, Pied." A small smile slid across his lips and he reached out to touch his nose against the corner of her eye. "I'm happy you can feel them. It's pretty cool, isn't it? Hawkeye's far enough along that I can even feel them from the outside..."

When his niece made an ominous remark about someone else's puppies, Peregrine couldn't stop the thought. Tytonidae and lil' Osprey? He shook his head. He didn't believe in Pied's vision and, besides, she'd mentioned five bodies. He and Hawkeye were only having two. (This was no more logical than ghostly premonitions but he wasn't about to admit it.)

"Everyone's pups are fine," he said firmly and soothingly. "Speaking of which, I'm due back at the den for a lunch with the wife and unborns." Peregrine paused. "Are you going to be okay, Pied? Would you like me to stay? Or would you like to come with me? You can come say hi to Hawkeye and you two can ooh and aah over each other's butterfly bellies..."