Swiftcurrent Creek we can fake it for the airwaves

He stilled as she moved, letting her adjust some more and hoping it would help her feel more comfortable. Of course, he replied as she moved against him. Once she was still again, his eyes too were drawn to the way her position made her roundness stick out more than usual. He wondered, as he often did, how many puppies were growing in there. As excited as he was to meet them, he mostly just felt guilty for how hard of time she seemed to be having. It was easy to see that she had lost weight, and now she just seemed to be miserable. Her next words pulled a low whine from his chest, and he leaned over to soothingly lick her shoulder. He didn't know what else to do or say, he just wished he could make her feel better in some way. Again, it didn't seem fair that she was suffering so much for his weakness.