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For @Paarthurnax !

She didn't have long. Six months, maybe? The thought scared her as much as it thrilled her. Tuwawi had changed so much during pregnancy, sacrificing hard muscle for padding and soft lines. The effects of birthing four children were still there, but it suited the fiery mother well. Bazi was less certain it would suit her. She didn't have the height for it, and feared that a belly full of pups would make her look like Valtýr after dinner - an ungainly football with small nubs for legs.

For that reason, she sought out Paarthurnax. It was getting towards the end of the day, and the sky was beginning to glow orange near the horizon. Dusk always brought with it a bucket full of nervous pondering, and Bazi liked to make sure that she wasn't alone with her mind when the heavy stuff hit. She walked briskly along the creek now, ears high on her head and eyes scanning the fields for any sign of her healer. The setting sun ought to make a golden beacon out of her.