Blackfeather Woods boy's night out

Meldresi was at that point of her pregnancy where getting up was very difficult and sometimes not worth the effort. She made herself comfortable on the red flowers she had sadly crushed during her fall, laughing softly as the little boy, who called himself Leo, talked to the pups inside her. As if in response, she felt one of them kick out towards the sound, the bulge noticeable and almost able to hit Leo's nose if he was close enough. Meldresi chuckled again. "I am afraid that they will not be coming out for a few weeks." She curled her body around her swollen belly, which was not as large as her first litter had been, which she was grateful for. A quicker, easier birth was something this priestess prayed for many times before sleeping. "But then, they will still be sleepy and wobbly for a few weeks after that."