Moonspear is this what you dreamed, then?

the girl that would soon grow to be strewn with stars writhed happily under her mother's tender touch, eyes closed and breath laboured in the slightest. she felt something building within her chest, travelling up her throat, and held in with clenched jaws. she did not notice the others, too busy holding inside the pressure in her throat. she succeeded for a minute, or two, before her maw opened quite suddenly and violently expelled a sneeze. 

surprise and the force of the sneeze had her backpedal, and fall awkwardly back into the forelimbs of her mother. after a moment, she noticed the others, and wondering just how they had suddenly appeared before them, fixed them with a silent stare.