Zara sat on the edge of the bed, biting her lip. Her eyes were focused downward as she looked at the slowly growing bump that was her stomach that her hand now rested on. She knew now, for certain, that she should be expecting a child. She had even spoken to the WeyrHealer and had it confirmed. She wondered... What F'dar would say.
She hadn't told him yet, though she had found out some time ago. She was certain that this would either go one of two ways... But, either way, she hoped that her fun-loving weyrmate would come to accept it and even embrace the idea in time... Maybe not before the child was born... but Hopefully by then or sometime shortly after.
Mine, don't fret. Illyrmiath crooned from where she slept still, curled up with Cilerth, if he was still there.
Zara shook her head, thinking still. She was afraid. She didn't know what to expect... And she didn't know how to deal with this. But she needed to tell F'dar.
Myrrion and Vividian, both sensing Zara's distress, climbed up to her shoulders, crooning to her and rubbing their little heads against her face.
Zara smiled. "Are you guys telling me I should just be brave, hm?" she asked, affectionately, putting the words into their mouths.
She stood slowly, Flitters still sitting on her shoulders.
((Sorry for the short post... :/ Surely this will pick up in the near future. I certianly hope so, anyways...))