Moonspear When I see little lights in the shadows

Talisman’s pale eyes bugged out for an instant before he realized Alaric meant a week early, not a week total in utero. He nodded his head as if he understood Alaric’s concerns, though he didn’t need to fully comprehend to agree. As impatient as he was to meet them, he of course wanted his children to come out as healthy as possible.

Goat with a side of berries? Wow, that’s a bougie breakfast. I’m in! Talis said cheerily, returning the councilor’s grin as they fell into step.