Broken Antler Fen Pretty Thoughts

For a second he almost thought he'd gotten it wrong — but nope, he had it right. He was an uncle. It was almost weird to think Maia was the first of their litter to have children, but it made sense, too. Still... Cori had always sort of thought he'd be the first. Now, fatherhood seemed both unattainable and undesirable in many regards; it wasn't that he didn't want to be a father, but he certainly didn't want to add to his responsibilities while he was "on vacation" as Maia put it. Fatherhood would have to wait, but at least he could have fun with being an uncle in the mean time.
Coriander could sense the solemnity lurking behind the revelation that Maia had adopted most of her current brood. At some point he would have to ask about that, but this was a happy meeting. They both needed that, he thought. Deserved it, even. Five kids? Do you ever sleep? He laughed. I guess I'm the slacker now, at least between the two of us. What are their names?