Lazily she awoke to a sputtering and a clank-cling and a pair of voice bickering outside. Not bothering to look she recognized them both of being the possible sires to her twins, her beloved Synn, and Dr. Whooves. She just stared at the glowing coals.
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I can imagine, yeah
Having to lug around twins for almost a year has that effect.
it is quite lovely, as is the rest of her