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Aaaaccckkkkkkkkk, sorry for being away so long! Sorry sorry sorry!

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Kalmar glanced up when he heard that crazy red-haired girl giggling something with the word “Caitir” in it. It tickled the back of his mind, but he couldn’t remember why it sounded so familiar. He turned to Janner, about to ask if he recognized it, too, when Arundelle gasped out, “Artham… I’m in labor.”

Kalmar froze, turning to his aunt. He was about to say something when Artham exploded, “What?” Lowering his voice, Kalmar’s unlce asked, “Really? Now? Right now?”

Arundelle managed a dazed nod.

Artham’s blue eyes grew stormy and wide. “Nia! ___ (what’s the name of the lady whose house they’re going to stay at?)! Arundelle’s in labor!” he called, still supporting his wife.

Kalmar shook his rain-drenched hair out of his eyes and stifled a sigh. He knew they were in for a long night.

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That was terrible. But my brain’s pretty dead right now, so it’ll have to do. Write, my fellow Featherheads!  Keep this RP alive! @kylie-wingfeather @backwardslivewriter @joelle-stone @crazywriter