Dragoncrest Cliffs the moon plays the ocean like a violin

The Bandrona let out a little sigh of relief when Thuringwethil reported a relatively low number, though there was still tension as she considered the fact that her mate was in any amount of pain at all. "If I can do anything..." she more or less repeated herself, shifting a little and causing what felt like an entire kaleidoscope of butterflies to flutter around in her midsection. The sensation caused Wildfire to freeze aside from some rapid blinking.

"The babies are on the move again," she reported after a beat of silence. "It's a lot stronger this time. Want to feel again?" She leaned tellingly toward her mate. Maybe this was what she could do: offer Thuringwethil some happy distractions.