Stone Circle I love you, you idiot

This pregnancy had been tougher than last. Indra kept suggesting that they kill the children, while Laurel had already fallen in love with them. She may hate their father, but he would never be their father. She'd simply raise them well and they would become perfect little angels, she was sure of it, without their father ever even finding out about them. She told Indra that she would keep them and that she didn't want her to kill them, but a part of her was very afraid that Indra might still do it. It was as if she was obsessed with hating these children, these innocent children who couldn't help their father's sins.

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Ears perked up as the call went up, and Laurel got into motion with a huff from the place she'd been lounging. She was getting quite round, and if she had to estimate Laurel would say she still had about a month to go. Another few tired huffs followed as Laurel came into motion while she muttered, Better be important... Laurel started waddling towards the borders, but about halfway through she felt a sudden vaguely familiar pain in her stomach. With a yelp Laurel cringed in place, standing still for a moment as the pain coursed through her body. She dismissed it after it had gone, continuing her journey.

Not long after the first another jab followed. Laurel yelped and walked a tiny circle before laying down on the ground as more pain followed. She leaned in to nuzzle her stomach, murmuring, You still have a little way to go, babies. Laurel gritted her teeth together and doubted what she should do. In the end she called back to Valette -- and @Indra, if she was near -- that she could not come and needed medical attention. Hopefully someone who knew a thing or two about this was nearby and could help. As she waited, the jabs became more and more frequent and familiar and all Laurel could do was plead her babies to stay put a little longer.