Preggy Aden gets to explain the situation to confused Lily. It got awkward XD (A Redwall log)
RW Abbey: North Walltop
Trees line this portion of the rampart although none of them even begin to level out at the level that this rampart stretches above the forest floor. On tree, however, stands out among the rest, a giant, ancient elmtree. Many beasts -- even burly otters -- would have to stretch their paws around in order to encircle its great trunk completely. A gnarled look is about the tree -- as many years living through droughts and storms -- as well as battles -- could do to anything. The elm extends at least several mice-heights higher than the wall, towering over the rest.
Summer has brought a certain peace to the forest that seems to encroach on this portion of the Abbey's wall. The frenzied growth of spring has long-since spent itself and the shedding of fall has not yet begun. Many of the little forest sounds -- busy beasts at work as well as insects singing to their hearts delight -- lilt their way up to the walltop -- a pleasant serenade. One splotch of shade, provided by the ancient elm is the only darkness along this wall -- until the shadows lengthen and other walls' shadows extend to this one. Although the walltop sends up puffy rays of heat, the shade brings a pleasant cool and cool air often wafts up from the forest floor.
Exits: [D]own, [W]est, [E]ast
Squirrels: Aden, female.
Mice: LilyMoore, female.
While the Abbey prepares for the possibility of attack, Aden prepares for the possibility of a /snack/! The silver squirrel has tucked herself among the ramparts, and lounges in one of the niches of the wall, one foot dangling over the edge. When she closes one eye and squints, it looks as if her foot can chop the tops from the trees below... But she's too focused on the small clutch of apples that she has squirreled away in her apron! "Rations my tail..." She grumbles, one paw resting over the beginnings of a bump beneath her tunic. Hey, if she's going to get fat, she's going to get fat by /choice/, parasitic stomach whelp!
LilyMoore is on watching duty! But she's on break right now, and so is delivering tea to the other watchers. Coming up near the squirrel, she frowns and says, "Um, I don't think we're supposed to be eating food randomly..." Should she tell, or no? She HATES telling/tattling, but isn't there food rationing going on? And she has no idea about the baby...or even the fact that Aden is married, even. She misses out on a lot of gossip.
There is a pause as she is chastised, and Aden slowly. SLOWLY. Turns to size Lilymoore up. "Kid, do you know what my morning has consisted of?" She asks, straightening up in her nook. "First, I cried over a stain on my third favorite dish towel. Then, I cried because someone lost a sock in the entry way. /Then/ I cried because I got tired climbing the stairs to the ramparts, and was so tired from crying that I could not even make a full round of the walltop. /SO/ let me ask you - do you want an apple, or do you want my fat arse to just roll right off this walltop so that I can die with dignity, and not from starvation?" She takes another bite of her apple, pointedly maintaining eye contact. Because she's an /adult/.
LilyMoore immediately sets down her empty tray and offers the squirrel a hug. "I'm sorry, I didn't know that your day has been so rough so far. Do you wanna talk about it?" She smiles, ready and willing to be the best friend she could ever be for the squirrel. Ignoring the "adult's" eye contact, she just bes her sunny, kind, friendly self. And may or may not accidentaly dump shame on the other female's head.
What the - "Wha-?" Gently, Aden peels the young mousemaid off of her and holds her at arm's length. "Thaaaaank you? When you sow the seeds of your own body's destruction and have to... /Grow/ it. /INSIDE YOU/. Come back to me." Not releasing her grip, she lowers her voice to add intensity. "Do you know what it's like to have to pee /all the time/?" She is nothing if not grossly over-dramatic.
"Uh....." Lily blinks a bunch of times as she tires to figure this out. "Wait..." she thinks back to her great-grandmother's lessons and perks up. "So........you're expecting a baby? And you're....not happy about it?" She looks confused. "I'm.....sorry?" She wanted to yell out 'Conratulations!', but her empathy and the look on the squirrel's face kind of killed that. "But.....why wouldn't you be happy? How could it destroy your body? Can't you just exercise a lot afterwards like Momma says she did and get your body back without it being.....destroyed?" She's of the age to ask weird questions from her parents about babies and changing bodies and stuff, okay? "And, um, no I don't. Sorry?" This is a bit above her head all of a sudden......how did she get dragged into this, again?
Releasing the poor kid, Aden suddenly laughs. "Of course I'm /happy/ about it, but.... You know." She searches for a way to explain the predicament. "Before I get to meet the thing I have to get fat, and pee all the time, and cry over dish towels..."
And then RL interrupted. Stupid Life. :P
This was hysterically awkward. Can you imagine the questions poor Leona and DoraRose and Angela will have to deal with now?
Thanks for reading! :D
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