Dawn Treader Valley while exploring this otherwise-impossible space

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any and all plans of a nap are shuffled happily aside when two familiar figures come rushing into view. -mom! bus—!- her ptero of greeting, energized and joyful is cut abruptly off by her brother's hug. she lets out a small oof, trying to piece together the small newborn she will probably unfortunately always see him as with the growing young man before her.

before towhee jr can answer her mother's questions once she is freed from her brother's bearhug, she begins to feel the hot burn of tears. as being emotional was never in towhee jr's arsenal, she is forced to stare at her symptoms without the rose-colored glasses of denial she'd been holding onto.

it might've been her first season but she wasn't ignorant ( despite her attempts to pretend otherwise perhaps ) about what could happen.

she lets out a huff of a breath once she's composed herself, moving forward to draw her mother in a hug before pulling back so she might sign with ease.

-no... i - i think i'm pregnant.- she lets that bomb set between them both for a moment, thoughts straying to tvar and how he might take the news.