Deepwood Weald let there be more light

Simbelmyne recovered slowly from giving birth, and was lightly surprised to realize just how tiring it was, acting as a milk factory for the children. They had fed from her before all throughout her pregnancy but now they fed with gummy lips, and budding baby teeth. Her tears were sore- and the most voracious of them all insisted he feast with gusto.

”Ohhhh baby Kiti,” She pleaded, licking his head and trying to guide him toward another teat. ”Please give that one a break, it hurts Mama too much.”