A bastard's lement

*Recluse* · Updated 04/30/23:

Recluse was not left to wait long, her aunt emerging from her den and inviting her inside. She faltered for a moment, a forpaw dragging across the ground. Then she swallowed the lump in her throat and gently pushed into the den. She settled herself away from the pile of pelts, not wanting to presume, especially while her aunt was pregant. She sat in silence for a moment, suddenly very unsure what to even say.

Finally Recluse spoke and when she did her voice was uncertain for the first time in a while. "I've been thinking... and uh- I guess I'm just at a loss as to how to feel about..." She jestured towards her aunt's belly. It suddenly struck her that it was probably proper etiquette to ask how she was doing... and while she had little care for decorum she did respect her aunt enough to not want to seem disrespectful. Probably too late for that.

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A bastard's lement

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