Sonnets of the Family

Surreal had only to wait a few minutes until her massive red son made his appearance, paws and hind legs caked with dirt, and a rabbit dangling from his jaws. Cinder trotted alongside Regulus, an Surreal noted the smug, feline grin on her face. So another rabbit had made it down the warren to what it had thought was safety. Surreal gave a soft chuckle at the team the two made. As Regulus mounted the boulder to settle beside her, she returned his nuzzle with a lick to his forehead, where a fleck of dirt clung to his fur. She smiled at his use of the Old Tongue. "Go raibh maith agat, mo daor, mac salach. Shíl sé seo ar cheann a bhí sé sábháilte sa bhaile, rinne sé? Go han-mhaith déanta, dá tú." She praised them warmly.

As her eldest born pressed against her, one of the denizens of her womb gave a particularly lively wiggle and kick, which set the others to moving. By the way Regulus jumped away and stared at her belly, she guessed he’d felt it. A moment later, she laughed at his question. Just then, Zuriel arrived, leading Falk. She took the time to admire her daughters silvers and blacks and light build. She would be an eye-catcher to the young males of the world.. Zuriel seemed amused by her older brother, and as Falk settled beside her, Surreal smiled. ”Family only, for now. It’s good to see you out and about.” She grinned at her family, head held high. ”Now. Your father and I have some good news for you two. You’re going to be older siblings soon.”

She smiled happily at her children, particularly watching Regulus for a reaction. It was bound to be amusing.