Noctisardor Bypass nutria

the last months had been ceaseless, and now all heda could do was sleep. she had been scarcely conscious when fiona had last come to the den, waking only when it was too late and the second individual to know her secret was ensconced very literally among her children.
something was very wrong with @Druid. heda tried to split her time between ministering to her sister, encouraging her to take fresh air and naps outside the den, and the demands of six nursing children.
tending so many was something her body remembered, an unfair but necessary advantage.
but the days blurred, and she did not think dinah had ever been to see her br— the new babes.
fiona seemed as worn as any of them. heda accepted her presence as one of feminine help, a respite after so much masculine posturing.
but she was wary. if fiona blurted even a hint in earshot of glaukos, things could harshly change.
her smile was wan, welcoming in spite of it all. "it's hard work. i had eight to nurse the first time," heda murmured, breaking the sound of contented children and twilight birdsong.