Blackfeather Woods congratulations, beautiful

inutonngilanga. the admission was music to her ears, a cooling of the sudden panic she had experienced, and her eyes widened to round circles as she began to absorb the meaning of it. pregnant. her sister was pregnant.

"Shivali," she breathed, a delighted smile blooming over her muzzle. "oh, Shivali!" she closed the distance between them, nuzzling her littermate and covering her face in excited kisses. she pulled back, completely at a loss for words. "i. . .who. . .when. . .?" all she could muster were exhilarated fragments of sentences, questions that must be answered.

how could she have missed it? now that she looked closer, she noticed the slight roundness of her sister's belly, and a sweetness to her scent that was new. she felt some shame, that the signs had flown past a healer like herself, but the shame was quickly buried in a tide of joy. her sister was pregnant. their family was growing.