Hideaway Strath there was a star riding through clouds one night,

we can try and wrap up soon if you'd like? <3

"Anytime," the waif responded, bumping her muzzle against the warrior's pale cheek in return, smiling a bit to try and lighten the mood. Realizing then that she'd forgotten to drink her half of the tea, having gotten swept up in the conversation, the fae moved back to the mug and quickly lapped up her share. 

With that out of the way, she returned to Nyra and stretched comfortably upon the ground, grateful again for the opportunity to take a break and simply spend some time with a packmate. Hoping to steer them towards happier topics, she glanced at Nyra's belly with an excited grin and asked: "So, 'ave ye given any thoughts to names? Any guesses on vhether zey vill be girls or boys?"