Silver Moraine XVII

He watched closer now.

She exposed further and Augur ran a nose over her stomach. Her...stomach.

Augur ran the touch of his wife's stomach.

His lips pulled down slightly. This was not a situation of if they might have children. It seemed there was a very real possibility they would have children. So Augur had laid beyond the Rise, had found a wife in it. Now there was the blossoming possibility of more children.

What if she had a whole litter as Avicus had?

They had skilled hunters, but even skilled hunters could not feed such a hungry growing village. He found himself suddenly ripped in two directions. His brotherhood with Augur and his whole devotion to @Avicus.

He wished for nothing more than to please Wealda, to show his dedication to her constantly.

Avicus. Wealda, He rumbled to Augur. His brow arched harshly above red eyes. A questioning look.

What did the hunter think she would make of this?