Be gone weeds!

She could tell that if she hadn’t accepted a short break that Dalila was about to force one. Siren was always under Dal’s watchful eye, but she had been more serious about that role as her pregnancy progressed. Now they were in the last few days before giving birth. She was round and slow, and often needed Dalila’s help getting out of bed or off her seat. Siren was feeling spry today, and used that in her efforts against the weeds they battled. Siren stretched her overworked limbs as Dalila finished quickly and raced ahead of her to the storage pile.

Siren watched with her vibrant two toned gaze as Dal worked to make an appropriate sitting area, complete with a clear bowl of water to share. The Queen grinned brightly when Dalila eventually called her over beside her. Siren had long been waddling by now, and she really was now. It was mostly obvious from the front, and no matter how hard she tried to hide it her wide girth swayed. Trying her best to just ignore it as she found Dal’s vibrant eyes and swiftly went to lay beside her. Leaning her round form against Dalila’s feeling grateful for her presence and her help through all of this.. Despite everything that she did to her.

Her heart clenched at the thought, that Dalila loved her so selflessly that she remained after so much strife. Turmoil that wasn’t even complete yet. Not by a long shot. Pregnancy was hard but new motherhood was worse. She had already gotten a taste with her beloved nephew, but she knew it would really be different with her own. "You always make me feel so special, Dalila.” Siren confessed softly as she buried her face in Dal’s soft neck.

"Siren Primrose Klein"