05-05-2021, 02:45 PM
Her chest was taking shallow breathes in and then the last child came. A small mass of black fur. Not moving. Quiet. Els didn't have the strength to even look up and see any of her children right now. But tears ran down her face as she look up as much as she could to try and see Arrow. "Her moon...tell her, are they beautiful? She needs to know...." Her voice so faint. So quiet, a petering breath.
— Reggan