11-23-2017, 05:05 PM
((Changed it to fit the timeline where Dri is about to be born, so the boys are a bit older))
She smiles wickedly as her children are reprimanded by there father. Her own laughter is cascaded through the forest as she watches her family. She was not at all shocked to see her lover's new ... face. It amused her but not to hysterics.
"Hello my dearest Morty." She whispers, brushing her muzzle across his neck gently.
The boys stare at their father for a moment more before bounding off into the woods. Silently, she wishes they would stay. They had grown older, grown. Her boys would soon be their own. As much as she had tried, they seemed to be going down another path. Zade and Chapel, her wicked little batties.
"It will not be long before we are joined by our child."
She turns her gaze away from the once child filled hollow and turns her gaze to Morty once more.