There was no denying the pregnancy now, she would begin to feel her abdomen harden and her moods would fluctuate whenever they so desired. Dutiron was ever helpful and ever loyal through them all, and she loved him for it. The morning would start with the two of them enjoying some quiet time in the den, she'd calmed down completely. She had seen the way that Dutiron would watch Frith as he interacted with their daughter. She wondered if before them they would see a romance blossoming, but mostly she would push those thoughts aside. Frith seemed to be a good boy, but there was still a timidness about him that would slightly alarm her.
As she awoke during those fragile morning hours, her form snuggled close to Dutiron's side. The quiet morning would find them secluded, and for a while she would enjoy the simple time of just having him. Their precious moments would be interrupted, the gentle voice of their daughter would distract them. Dutiron would move first, and she a bit more slowly after. Her mate would greet their offspring, and she would allow a concerned and loving look to her daughter, waiting for her words.
