Ravensblood Forest Queen Anne's Revenge

A woman emerged, the same who'd offered herself in place of the measly boy. Nox had not bothered to ask their names nor glean information into the specifics of their relations to one another, but it was clear all three were close. 

It was unwise, perhaps, to keep them here where they could speak freely to one another lest they get any ideas. But the Captain hoped their stint in the cave would make them malleable and obedient. 

His claws clicked on stone as he moved nearer to glower upon her scarlet face. "I believe ye'v got somethin' I want." To her belly he gazed, the roundness unmistakeable. Children, unborn as they were, did not talk back and would be easy to whip seashape.

"When I trust y'ain't gonna do a runner, my crew'll make sure yer huntin' for us in tha meantime. This food gotta come from somewhere." Tail flicking, he spared a glance to the younger - Crowell's girl - to Meredith, before his gaze returned harshly to the woman. "Or there be a worse fate waitin' for ya." They'd chase her, hunt her, tear her to shreds like the plump sow she was if she refused to submit.