most round love
02-11-2021, 08:49 AM
Sparhawk’s main goal in life had swiftly shifted to taking care of her. Poem’s belly swelled and made life in general difficult for the young mom to bed. Anything beyond eating or sleeping had become a chore, but Poem was determined and despite her waddles she still managed to get out. Exercise was good for her as long as she didn’t over do it. Not that she found herself getting close to that limit, she was usually much too tired to try at that point.
Poem might have been debating a nap already as the day progressed, she slept so much recently. However the closer they came to her due date the more uncomfortable she became while trying to sleep. She got her naps in whenever she could, as the amount she was able to get would soon dwindle. Poem didn’t know exactly what to expect but she had a lot of advice from Rhyme, Samara, and her Grandmother. They all had faith in her, and with Sparhawk at her side her fears remained minimal.
Her attention was brought to the entrance of the den as Sparhawk arduously shuffled in. Poem struggled to her paws as she attempted to get up and help but by the time she was upright her husband had situated himself. A huge grin spread over her features as the scent of his gift filled the den, and caused her belly to rumble. At almost the same time the little ones within rolled in excitement. Sparhawk explained his gift and swiftly made it to her side. She reveled in his kiss and leaned into him.
”You know how to get your children excited.” She greeted him warmly as she brought one pale paw to her swollen middle. Their movement was exciting but as they grew bigger it was becoming uncomfortable. She grit her teeth slightly before returning her blue and lavender eyes to Sparhawk. Poem made herself comfortable beside him, feeling incredible warmth and a sense of completeness with him here. They were making a family together and that fact played over in her head joyously. ”I’m excited to try it, is that pheasant?” She questioned as she put her nose over the bowl and took in a deep breath.
Poem might have been debating a nap already as the day progressed, she slept so much recently. However the closer they came to her due date the more uncomfortable she became while trying to sleep. She got her naps in whenever she could, as the amount she was able to get would soon dwindle. Poem didn’t know exactly what to expect but she had a lot of advice from Rhyme, Samara, and her Grandmother. They all had faith in her, and with Sparhawk at her side her fears remained minimal.
Her attention was brought to the entrance of the den as Sparhawk arduously shuffled in. Poem struggled to her paws as she attempted to get up and help but by the time she was upright her husband had situated himself. A huge grin spread over her features as the scent of his gift filled the den, and caused her belly to rumble. At almost the same time the little ones within rolled in excitement. Sparhawk explained his gift and swiftly made it to her side. She reveled in his kiss and leaned into him.
”You know how to get your children excited.” She greeted him warmly as she brought one pale paw to her swollen middle. Their movement was exciting but as they grew bigger it was becoming uncomfortable. She grit her teeth slightly before returning her blue and lavender eyes to Sparhawk. Poem made herself comfortable beside him, feeling incredible warmth and a sense of completeness with him here. They were making a family together and that fact played over in her head joyously. ”I’m excited to try it, is that pheasant?” She questioned as she put her nose over the bowl and took in a deep breath.
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