[She thought she'd heard some kind of scuffling outside, which was strange considering the dream bubbles were usually devoid of scuffly things. But she figured she had better investigate, so she went to the door of her hive with some trepidation. What she found lying on her doorstep, she never could have imagined.
A wiggler, tiny and bundled up in a blanket, with a note taped to the carrier. The note explained in no uncertain terms that the two of them had created this wiggler, and that they were expected to raise it, lest it be culled.
Porrim bent and lifted the wiggler to bring it into the house, cooing slightly as she did. She was used to handling wigglers, but how was Kurloz going to react?]
Hey...you should see this.
[She raised her voice just enough that he would hear her from wherever he was in the hive, but not enough to wake the sleeping baby.]
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A wiggler, tiny and bundled up in a blanket, with a note taped to the carrier. The note explained in no uncertain terms that the two of them had created this wiggler, and that they were expected to raise it, lest it be culled.
Porrim bent and lifted the wiggler to bring it into the house, cooing slightly as she did. She was used to handling wigglers, but how was Kurloz going to react?]
Hey...you should see this.
[She raised her voice just enough that he would hear her from wherever he was in the hive, but not enough to wake the sleeping baby.]