05-28-2018, 01:15 AM
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Bastille had... no experience with pregnancy, actually. He'd never actually stuck around in a group for very long, and there hadn't been any pregnancies in the short period he'd been trapped in his mother's Clan. It wasn't like they'd had any in the Ascendants yet, either, so for a moment he just frowned at Luna in thought. She didn't seem to feel anything particular about that fact, her words straight-forward, and after a beat he scowled and asked critically, "Is that a good thing or a bad thing? Because if someone hurt you, I will kill them." The words were dark and agitated, his mood flaring (as usual, the past few days) at the thought that maybe this was a bad thing, that Luna hadn't wanted kits.
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