As soon as the war was over Guinevere was of- travelling back to her home, her family. Its been so long since the youth had caught her eyes on her parents, sisters, brothers, aunts. It was exciting! her breathing would be inconsistent, all over the place in huffs and puffs. " Im here! Did anyone miss me!" The youth would squeel, over the moon to breath in the vallhallan scent. As soon as she stepped into the terrain Guinevere fell in a heap on the floor, snatched away from rest. It was then she would roll over onto her back and put a paw in the air, pushing at the clouds. Where was everyone?

Azalea sauntered through Valhalla, not completely used to being home again. It felt so odd to have been for so long only to return to a land cloaked in snow and with busy bees buzzing in her belly. Not all things had changed though. The scenery was the same. The smells. Of course, there was an open field painted with blood. And the scent of open wounds was enough to make her sick. "Im here! Did anyone miss me!" Azalea stopped walking, her head lifting and turning causing her to grimace as the action pulled at the wounds on her face. She narrowed her eyes to tame the water that rushed into them. Guinevere lay on her back, batting at the air. Her head cocked as she turned to approach her younger sibling. "Boo," Was the greeting she gave, figuring she sound of her voice would be enough to startle Guin. She knew that Azalea had been gone. Now she was back. "You've gotten bigger!" She proclaimed. "Wait... shouldn't you have waited until everyone came home at once? As a group?" Speech,

Baffled, Guinevere was. A voice so welcoming against her lobes, yet it had been so long since the sound of her sister had been absorbed. It has been a while since they had last seen eachother, separated for reasons Guinevere should not speak of. It seemed as though she did a good deed in the honour of the valahallas new king, yet its been all but misery for the youth- just wondering how she was doing. A smile would increase onto her rosy lips as she gathered herself from the floor, " Azalea, you came back! i know i got bigger, my sides have gone a little chubbier since ive been eating all the time! but no worry, mpther still thinks im pretty" For a moment Guin would look herself over and shrug it of, there was always next year. The girl would laugh and step close to her sister, attempting to place a large paw onto her forehead " Oh... um, i got a little bit excited and rushed back home, Dont tell Father or mother! it can be our secret." It took far to long for guinevere realise the womans state, did her eyes really decieve her? " Oh my... Babies! Can we name them?" The large crown would lower down to the stomach, " whose are they? Daddy will be so mad!"

Her small sibling smiled widely, standing up to greet her. "Azalea, you came back! i know i got bigger, my sides have gone a little chubbier since ive been eating all the time! but no worry, mpther still thinks im pretty." Her words made Azalea laugh, a bit in pity of her sibling. Of course Soleil thought she was pretty, mothers were supposed to think such thoughts. Her sister was adorable and all too soon she would be beautiful. It was only a matter of time.

Guinevere would lift a paw at her, bringing it down in front of face as Azalea quickly took a trained step back. Azalea was the master of pawing others in the face, she knew how to avoid it. "Oh... um, i got a little bit excited and rushed back home, Dont tell Father or mother! it can be our secret." She snorted lightly at her sister. It was exactly the sort of the think she would do, just like the pawing in the face.

"Oh my... Babies! Can we name them?" The belated reaction snapped Azalea back into the reality of her state. Wounds crusted with blood and a belly that rounded out in that tell-tale way. "Whose are they? Daddy will be so mad!" She frowned lightly. "No naming and oh well, he really can't do anything about it. They are mine."