Pack Your Bags

Siren’s visual physiology changed little as she progressed into her pregnancy. She felt the differences inside though, she had trouble keeping her meals down a lot of the time. She was sleeping much more, but managed to keep her usual pace to this point. The future was heavy on her mind now, looking ahead to being a mother. Part of her wished she was older going through this experience, but her choice wasn’t relevant when a god sought you out.

Dalila hadn’t left her like she thought that she might. The woman didn’t think she was at Siren’s level but the soon to be queen didn’t think she was good enough for the woman she had hurt. She couldn’t go back on her decision, and that was the knife she drove into the woman’s heart.

Siren’s light napping was easily interrupted by the sound of Chimera’s voice across the water. No sooner had she shook out her long fur that Dalila was there to escort her. She would never be able to undo the pain she inflicted, but the two of them could move forward, albeit slowly.

Siren hesitated at the bridge. Do not leave the island. A shiver raced over her spine as she instinctively leaned into Dalila for support as delicate paws stepped onto the buoyant bridge. "Sorry,” she mumbled to Dalila as she pulled away and followed her to where Chimera waited for them. Aliana, her aunt Hela, and Viper all preceded them. Siren glanced at all of them, slightly concerned over Viper’s state.

Her still slender form slipped easily to Chimera’s side as Dalila had predicted. She sat delicately beside him, wrapping her long braided tail around her hips as he was sure to begin swiftly.

"Speech"