Welcome to Gaia! ::

So many questions! It took a moment for Ardea to process each one, and he strove to answer each in turn, relying on his impeccable memory not to omit any of them.

"Yes, they wrote many books. And I imagine it takes quite a long time to write a book...my father once told me a single tome could take him as much as ten years to write, if little of note happened in the Sun Court during that time. Scribes write down what happens, but they don't make history...they watch, and reflect, and write down what they have seen as well as they can.

"My name is Ardea, and I can't say I've spoken to Miss Ursa at length, but she must be very nice."

His manners kicking in, he added, "It's a pleasure to meet you, little Miss Lutra." Closing the book he had been looking through, he handed it down to her. It had been misplaced, half hidden between a work on carpentry and one on various pottery techniques. "Smithery, for those just starting out"

"Perhaps this one will be useful to you...I can't say I know much about smithery, but it seems to have diagrams, at least."

Again with the barrage of questions! Ardea was going to have to start carrying a pencil and paper around him whenever he talked to this little one - if she asked many more in one breath, even his flawless memory wouldn't be able to keep track of them.

"I don't know a lot of the fey, I've been very busy helping, and recently looking for, my Kithain. But there seem to be a lot more than there were since the time I was freed from my window. And you're welcome."

Where did he like to go? Ardea practically lived in the library, or in his chambers...but he couldn't leave the question not answered, and he would sound stupid if he admitted that this was nearly the only place he went. "Well...the gardens are very nice..." he said, faltering somewhat.

He smiled at her next question, relieved to not have to elaborate further. "My window was right..." Ardea walked ten paces, looking around at each of the window, trying to remember which had been his own. He didn't often like to think about it, after all. "..there," he decided finally, pointing at it. "I wouldn't come here so often if I thought someone could put me back in, so I don't think you need to worry."

"I'm afraid I haven't found him yet; he's probably somewhere in Gaia, far from the portal. Kuyalu is...nice enough, when you get to know him. He's a bit bossy until you do, though. He was around here quite a bit at first, then he just...vanished."

So she liked hiding and making thhings, and was willing to work her way through stuffy books. Lutra was a very interesting child, indeed.

"I hope you learn to make many wonderful things. It's been a long time since anyone has used the smithy."

"Farewell, and you're welcome," Ardea said, giving the girl a small wave as she left. "Now, where was I..." he muttered to himself, and got back to what he had been doing.

Ursa took the familar route into the library, one she had used since being a kid. Sliding the doors open, she invited Lilium in behind her, keeping the door open so she could get past with ease.

"Right!" She mused, finger up in air a little.

She began to scan the library, just standing there, looking from wall to wall, book to book. She wouldn't have a closer look until she found the section.

H was for health. And the health section had to be around somewhere.

She stuttered a bit at first, launching herself at the H section, and hopelessly scanning for pregnancy books. "O-o-oh... No. I don't think so.." She nodded, peeking out from one of the sides to the stand, skipping around childishly with a book in her grasp.

"Found one!" She felt quite accomplished, tossing her hair back behind her shoulders, and trodding back to the library table, sitting aside Lilium.

Pages...

She flicked through it rapidly, a blur of words appearing underneath her. Licking her finger, she stopped the page instantly. "H...AH! Here we go!" She slid it down in front of the two, so they could both read it together.

She skimmed past the definition immediatly, she just wanted to skip to the juicy parts, and as how and what to do during it. "Hmmm..." The Fey hmm'd in an unsatisfied way, pushing a fist underneath her jaw, and staring down.

"... How long do you think you've been er.. Pregnant... Now?" She drew a piece of parchment from the middle of the table, and pulled at a quill, taking some quick notes. "It says here that... Babies kick.. Have you felt anything yet?"

"... It also says..." She paused, turning her attension from the parchment, and back to Lilium. "Pregnancy is usually a period of up to... Nine months... If this is correct..." She hmmm'd again, raising an eyebrow, eagerly waiting to take more notes.

"Um.." She blinked quite confusedly, and scanned the information quickly. "Do you think we should just?" She lowered her tone a little. "Play this by ear? I mean.. You can pay me a vist everytime something happens to you? Like, if something kicks? If something happens to you? Mentally? Physically? Whatever..."

She nodded.

"Maybe I could make a diary of it for other Fey too when they become pregnant... Um... I understand if you don't want to do this. I mean. This hasen't happened before has it?" She scratched at her temples uneasily.

"But I mean.... Maybe this would help future Fey if we did it?"

"We already know how to -- ... And how the baby comes out." She pointed to one of the pictures on the page, and chuckled a little nervously.

"Alright!" She smiled blissfully, peering over the book one last time and snapping it shut. "I'll take this." She gripped it in her hand, before getting up and tucking the chair back under the table.

"Should you need me. Should anything you think should be noted. Should anything happen you think I ought to look at. You know where you find me." She smiled once more.

"Oh and... Record anything, everything. If you can, make up a diary of your thoughts, feelings and things that go on with the duration of the pregnancy. That'd be really good."

"You know where to find me!"

Ursa left the library hurridly.