Hushed Willows tall tales, telltales

@Ariel @Seabreeze @Sundance @Reif @Atwood or anyone else!

It was a wonderful thing, to wake up amongst the willows and know that she was in her home, with her wives and her babies. There had been so many things that almost weren’t, it still dizzied her. All she knew was thank god her brother had been there. Thank god Stigmata had been there, and thank god all of her cubs survived their treacherous entry into the world. There were many things about the experience that she could harp upon or belabor, but most she was just pleased to have been blessed with three healthy children. She had so feared that she might lose them, right there on the forest’s floor. 

The trek back to Elysium hadn’t been easy, but it had been necessary. At times she thought back to those few days stuck in the woods — exposed to any who might wish her harm — and it sent shivers down her spine. She so often felt at home in all the world, but at that moment, she felt so endangered by it.

But now, all was well. She and her three baby boys were tucked safely away in Elysium, with Ariel and Seabreeze loving and tending to them as doting wives should, and Olive felt herself relax and feel happy that this new part of her life had begun so rapidly, and so without warning. Looking down at the three children suckling at her belly, Olive knew now that they simply were already too perfect, and that they hadn’t needed to grow within her any longer than necessary. In that way, they were lucky — they hadn’t needed to wait in order to meet each other.