Vaeciana was lounging on the couch by the fire, curled up with a small hoard of food of all flavors, including a jar of pickles and a tub of chocolate ice cream. She felt absolutely
fat, and in reality, she really was. Four kits were going to be born, someday soon, she hoped. Well, until Tsumetai came being the bearer of bad news.
She shot a glare up at the male, her hair far more frazzled than it usually was. What had made her want to join in on this dating thing anyway? Urgh, mood swings probably. With a proud stretch of her wings, she settled down a little more.
"Might as well get comfortable" She grumbled, annoyed.