Redhawk Caldera burlwood

Maia thought she knew what this was, though she allowed Chickadee to pretend and didn’t press the issue. It was way too familiar to the mother, who had gone through this process many many times. Maia had only been seriously sick the year she’d had Chickadee, Dwin, and their brothers. Nausea, however, was natural. She only worried her daughter wouldn’t eat enough to press through it.

Hey, sweetheart. I told your dad and Bridget to come by in a bit. How are you feeling? Maia pressed a kiss to her forehead, then ruffled the fur there affectionately. Her voice was calm and cheerful, but there was an undercurrent of worry she couldn’t shake. She thought she knew, but what if she was wrong! Even if she wasn’t… so early, to be sick! Pregnancy was not easy. She hoped her daughter felt better very soon.