Dragoncrest Cliffs when it's time to get ill, we'll be so ahead of time --

they were sealed in this, and mireille felt the little flicker along her belly that was solely for val, solely for their silent alignment and his loyalty to her intentions for the coming year. it simply was not something which could be explained or shown without damage to the culture of their shores, and mireille was grateful that val had never questioned it.
the sight of her young ones so at ease with him solidified her already strong opinions of his commitment to sapphique, the settling of val into the role that they needed at the cornerstone.
sons would continue to be born to them. val could prove to them their place also was here, even if the women of sapphique held sway. it was for the good of them all, mireille believed.
"more potential mo'ters dis year," she commented of their swelling ranks. "i spoke to redtail about organizin' a hunt. before de snow."
business to speak, pleasantry touched by their continued company.