Lion Head Mesa She makes the sound

she searched his features for each and every indication of what he felt—the sweetness of relief came to her when she realized that he shared in her joy, her excitement. the absence of his fear eradicated each small trace of it that existed in her, the light in his eyes burning it all into oblivion. 
Toula did not know when she started weeping, only that she was—but she was laughing, too, tears of joy! together they wept and they laughed and exchanged the same breaths between kisses, and she held him to her for a long and tender moment. and when he withdrew to explore where their children were then housed, she let him and marveled with him at this miracle they two had created.
two paws came to gently hold the one that rest over her belly, imagining then the blonde-brunette babes that would come! her eyes watered all the more at the thought. wonderful, she breathed, and even with all the sickness did she think this in knowing the reason behind it! I know already that they are strong—they have let us know early they are here and growing! one paw lifts to brush his cheek gently. we are going to be parents, my love! and with him there, she felt safe, she felt sure—yes, they two could do anything!