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Though she tended towards staying with Waltz now, Starburst did make daily treks through the swamp in case she was needed somewhere. She tended to make these journeys as a cheetah since she was just as swift and the smaller form let her take shortcuts that were impossible as a kiokote. She was taking a short break high in a tree, nibbling on a mongoose she had caught, when she felt that feeling that was fast growing familiar. An expectant parent was nearby.

Following that feeling with the barely eaten mongoose, Starburst made her way silently through the canopy. She leaped from tree to tree with ease, not even making full use of her jump, until she was standing over the soon to be parent, though she couldn't see her. She was too far up. So she climbed down the trunk of the tree until she walked out on a middling branch and dropped to the ground in front of the doe.

Paws sunk into the mud, Starburst did her best to hold the mongoose aloft and out of the mud. Not one to care too much about getting muddy, since the swamp seemed perpetually softer than what her naming dream had led her to believe ground should be, she would still rather not have mud on her meal. If Starbust could smile around the mongoose in her mouth, she would have, but as it was, she couldn't so instead she merely tilted her head as the doe sniffed at her.

Starburst wondered if the doe recognized her as a legendary and blinked her glowing eyes a few times slowly before deciding to speak. Her voice was kind, cheerful as she generally was, as she projected her thoughts at the doe, "How are you doing today?"

Nodding, Starburst accepted the doe's answer and the sharp edge to the doe's voice. Muddy hooves and legs along with pregnancy did not make living in the swamp easy sometimes, though Starburst could not remember minding too much. It had merely been a part of her day, to squelch through the swamp and she had never found it difficult to run even with a swollen belly, at least not until the end. As it was though, she understood that not all kin tended towards the more muddy parts of the swamp. It was only through wandering that Starburst herself ended up in those areas instead of staying near the boderlands where the ground was firmer.

She hummed softly in acknowledgment of the doe's statement, the sound odd coming from a cheetah and projected her voice into the doe's mind again, "Would your day be improved if you had something to eat?"

She edged up a root, pulling her paws out of the mud, at laid the mongoose down and then backed down into the mud. She nodded at it before saying, "If so, please help yourself.

Starburst took the few steps forward to take up the mongoose again since she didn't need her mouth to speak. Tilting her head, she watched the doe for few quick seconds, knowing that the doe was on edge as it was. It was, however, not in Starburst's natures to bless in all cases, if not she would have never revealed herself to the doe. She cared too much for the future children to do so.

Having made her decision, Starburst nodded and pressed the question into the doe's mind gently,
"Tell me, what worries you most considering the future of your children and why?"

She usually does not explain her reasons for asking, but suspects that the doe may be more amendable to the question if offered a reason,
"I to find a measure of your heart, but also to bless your children accordingly."

Starburst is a peaceful doe, but does not begrudge or fear those who are less peaceful than she. As it were though, she did not walk the quiet folds of other kins' minds because all creatures have their own privacy. She listened without moving, simply nodding when the doe was finished.

"Certainly the swamp can be harsh place, but it is also kind in ways that we cannot begin the imagine." This was something that Starburst believed easily, perhaps through the luck of never having been confronted by anything except the actions and situations that she could accept and understand as kind or necessary. "May your children be blessed with the ability to always know themselves and to be blessed with the opportunities to make decisions that will lead them to places where they may experience both happiness and satisfaction."

Starburst knew that how she meant her blessing was probably not what the doe meant in her desires, but in many ways, children must be allowed to strike out on their own because they are not, and cannot be, their parents. Satisfied that she had done her best to bless the children in a way that was both befitting of the doe and in a way that did not try to remove the hidden, wonderful, unknowable intricacies and fates of the swamp from their futures, Starburst nodded to the doe once more and took a huge bounding leap, much longer than any cheetah could normal take, up into the tops of a nearby tree, disappearing with a flick of her tail. Secretly, as she was racing away, she thought quietly, not projecting to the doe, "And may you, lovely mother, find joy in the swamp where you might otherwise think there are none."

To change the living was not in her ability, and truly it was not in her ability to change the fate of those yet unborn if it is not also the will of the MotherFather, but she could make her own wishes that she hoped would be heard by the MotherFather.