Barepaw and pregnant in the den

Zee was without words, her brows furrowed in absolute worried confusion as her husband swept her off her feet into a bear hug with the healer. Her lips parted to protest, but she failed to find a way to articulate her thoughts. Children? We all did it? She needed things? It was overwhelming, and she lifted her paws to push against Sirius weakly. "How, how can you be sure?" She asked, unwilling to accept Io's confident diagnosis.

Her head tilted sharply downwards to regard her belly - which looked perfectly normal to her - and then back up at the pair with the same amount of confusion in her eyes. "Maybe we should, you know, wait and make sure." Sirius was going to be absolutely impossible to live with now, and what if she wasn't pregnant? She couldn't handle his despair at being a failure and then his non-stop nagging for another year at trying again. How the hell was she supposed to sleep now?