Ankyra Sound [m] but i do it for the kids

sobeille kept going as treepie hung back, not even registering that the woman was well behind her until the walls closed in and her voice echoed down the tunnel.

pausing to listen, sobeille threw her voice behind her. dis be a big place. come. she took a few more steps, ensuring treepie followed before racking on an emphatic ’e stays. outside.

while the carnal logistics of birth were likely best performed alone, sobeille had planned ahead. as the tunnel panned downward and spilled out into the first chamber, her eyes adjusted to the dim light. just as she stepped down the rim and into the massive chamber, a new bolt of pain arced violently down her spine and settled — deeply malcontent — somewhere inside of her that had never been more vulnerable.

she limped past the flowstone columns and towards a natural shelf of ancient stone. behind this shelf the moonpool glimmered, throwing gentle blue light across the cavern.

now the contractions came relentless as waves. seized by the intensity of them, sobeille slunk behind the columns of worn stones and began to circle on the pelts laid upon the floor.

any moment now nature would take control of her tormented body — sobeille fervently hoped that moment came sooner rather than later; she was so distracted by the overwhelming sensation of pain she hardly even noticed treepie’s lingering presence anymore.