Dragoncrest Cliffs Corona

hoping for some auntie time with sister/val/babies!

The fluttering she had felt in her abdomen had changed; now she felt movement, stirring- and every now and again, a little tiny prod that assured her that her children grew. In the wake of Mireille’s birth, she was in excellent spirits, and her own children seemed to feel it, and roll with delight.

She brought a fish she had caught from the falling boughs of Suzy’s fishnet. Her daughter’s absence had stretched for longer than she had expected but Chacal could do nothing but hope that her daughter had perhaps chosen to stay with Etienne longer than planned. Her net was useful, still- but it would need some maintenance soon to weather the daily tides.

She brought the meal to her sister, chuffing softly as she approached- hoping she could glean some time with her beloved sister as well as her four new children.