Esti came on her own accord. She always came on her own accord, but she always delivered. She trotted slowly, another hare hanging from her maw. This one wasn't super beefy, and Esti figured she would have to hunt again if no one else had brought Rhythm food. Nearing the den, she cold hear murmurer voices.
"-do you know they're just fake contractions and not the real thing?" "It's still too early for them to be real."
That was Evangeline's voice. Time for a lesson, perhaps, but what was this talk about contractions? Esti sped up a little to check it out, tossing the food unceremoniously towards the side of Rhy's den. Though she was no healer, she could smell the difference in Rhythm's scent. An odd sort of emotion crept up in her. What, her, worried? No, of course not! Esti easily cleared the distance from the den to the boulder and peered over at Rhythm's stomach, "Ew, no, Rhy, those look like mine did before I went psycho-bitch and had Ashmedai." She glanced from Vana to Rhy, "You sure it's too early, I mean, how many times did you-" her voice lowered, "you know, come into contact with Valentine before realizing you were pregnant?" If Evangeline wasn't there, Esti might have come out and just asked her how many times they had fucked, but, with the delicate situation of Vana being literally right there, Esti censored herself... a little, "Is it possible you mixed up the date?"
