Sunbeam Lair we will fake tsunamis together

As he’d grown still, she’d watched with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. She’d considered guiding him, of instructing where he should touch to better feel their movements. Yet, by the time she’d chosen to do so, he’d already leaned towards her. And so she kept a close eye on him, waiting for any sign of a reaction. Had he felt them? She’d felt a shift in her midsection, but hadn’t been able to tell for sure whether or not it was strong enough for Ukko to feel, too. As far as she could tell, his expression hadn’t shifted at all, and so she was left to wonder; even more so after he’d decided to rest against her.

In spite of her interest, her want to know, she’d not asked any questions. Rather, the chieftess said, “They will be strong, I can feel it,” and left it at that. With how often they moved, and the fact that Draco had grown surprisingly quiet, she knew that they would each possess their own special gifts. She only hoped that she would be able to live through their birth and see them grow.