Christabel yawns as she stayed near Bes and the baskets. "Mmm... what do you hope? boy or girl?" She looks up at her mate lovingly before she looks down at the baskets curiously. She is still in awe that she is capable of giving birth to two alive babies that will strive throughout the life. Her eyes wells up as she looks up at Bes. "Our first children..." She murmurs thickly.