Bramblepoint under pregnant skies she comes alive like miss leviathan

He blinked heavily at the first sentence out of Lasher's mouth, his empty stomach clenching. "I had hoped..." he said and Peregrine shook his head regretfully. He hadn't seen Blue Willow in—he really couldn't remember how long. It was hard to imagine Blue Willow, of all wolves, disappearing on her family. Immediately, the swarthy wolf suspected something terrible must have happened, especially with a mate and two young children at home.

"I'm sorry, Taltos," Peregrine said quietly. His heart skipped a beat at the significantly lighter news his companion imparted then. His lips twitched into a faint smile, only to droop again. Although he was happy for Osprey and Dante, this was a truly terrible time to bring pups into the world. He was already worried about the Firebirds and the Blackthorns' brood; now he would worry for his three newest and most innocent relatives too.

Despite his worries, he couldn't help but ask, "And what are my nieces and nephew called?"