Honeyed Pasture lathyrus odoratus

forward-dated to may 2nd.

She'd felt it early this morning. At first, Ty had thought it was merely something she'd eaten. But when they kicked a second time, she nearly fell over. She had felt the sensation on other wolves before, but never in herself. Her heart leapt. She hadn't thought it possible. How could six years of attempts yield nothing, and yet now...

Tytonidae had never had to worry about who the father had been in years past. The first, it had been Summer. The other years, it had been her lover. But now, there were multiple wolves she felt she needed to track down, and she didn't exactly have a lot of time to do so. Less than a moon if she remembered correctly.

She returned first to the pasture where she had lain with Casanova. Butterflies (or was it the children) fluttered in her stomach when she called for him (@Aditya).