Broken Boulder the soul serene

We're doing this. The words, although meant to be reassuring and soft, hit like waves against an untouched cliff. There really was no escape( for the first few weeks, at least). They were going to be parents! Not a cool auntie-uncle pair, or like, generous grandparents, but actual, real-life parents. Yay-ish.

I have to see them first, Queenie sighed with a thin smile. What if they chose names and then all of the pups died? What if they picked all girl names and then they had boys? Or vice-versa? The pups had to be born first, and then they could deal with the logistics. I can't do it now.