Bearclaw Valley When will you realize Vienne waits for you

oh my god. oh my god. oh my god.
ancelin was no less frazzled than last year, he just handled it way better.
four babies, five if the bear was counted, which it was. six children then, healthy at ameline's side. ancelin left off counting tiny claws and little paws and listening to squeaky yawns to look over the boy again, a little smile quirking his mouth. "aurelian is real good with me," said the rex.
a last child, a strong one who promised to be pale. ancelin helped them along and then lay down to watch over each nursing babe. "what about ahniska," for the first, "ahni for short?"
so beautiful. so perfect.