they come like lions

Fuji dipped her head respectfully when Tori entered but got back to work quickly and clicked her tongue when Kiriko mentioned forgoing breakfast in preparation, it was equally as important Kiriko maintain her strength with sides so wide. Fuji mixed a blend of peppermint, ginger and lemon and gestured for Kenta to gather some of Kuroo's dried fish or some other dried meats for the lady to nibble on to get her through the coming ordeal. “This should help with the nausea, if you feel yourself growing weak, take small bites to tide you over.” There was also a collection of fresh berries in case the sweetness was preferable. A heavy meal would only come up again, but smaller portions should stay down.

As the first child came, she thought the rest shouldn't be far behind. It looked like this one was a decent size (not a chunk of crystal, thank all her mother's old gods). The pup had all her toes, everything was as it should be. She quickly used her dexterous paws to complete her assessment before moving the pup closer to her mother's chest. Now the real work would begin.

“Speech”