Two Rivers Isle Except a memory, a distant Echo

Ulrich quietly breathed a sigh of relief that bringing up Adylaide's mother hadn't been a terrible idea. As she rose unsteadily to her paws, she released a gasp, and he looked at her sharply. And out of the corner of his eye, he saw her rounded belly roil in one spot, the kick of a pup visible against her pink skin where the fur was thinning to show the teats. He stopped, all thoughts of a whelping den gone out of his head. He did not even hear her question. Did one of them just kick? he asked, in a hushed tone, his eyes wide with wonder. And he lay on his haunches in front of her belly and stared at it.