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She held close to Bjarna for a long moment. If it was up to Sanja they would never be parted again! But it was necessary; she would need to get situated, find a meal, reacquaint herself with the lands and those who lived within them - a crash!

Sanja's ears shifted. She looked briefly to Bjarna as she pulled away from their embrace and drew a quick breath; there was a wolf scent very near, though it was not one Sanja could recognize quickly (which at a later time would mortify her, as it was her son). She moved around Bjarna and turned her head one way, then another.

Oh! There is -- a boy!

He was laying on the ground and kicking! Sanja did not recognize him yet - but she looked to Bjarna with some panic.