Family bonding

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Elara was six months pregnant now, two months around from giving birth. Her pregnancy was something that amazed Koltor. He seriously does love feeling his sister kick and move in his mother's round stomach.

Right now, Elara was sitting in between Zarkon's legs with her back against his ridiculously toned abs. For a five thousand year old, he had a pretty good build and Elara wasn't ever going to complain, neither of them could, she's got a nice body too. But that's not the point.

Koltor was sitting next to his mom with his little hands on her belly. Elara and Zarkon watched their son interact with their unborn daughter.

"Say hi to your sister, Koltor." Elara said in Galran.

She and Zarkon wanted their children, however many they'd go on to have to understand their native language fluently so they spoke in both languages to Koltor since he could understand to an extent.

"Hi baby." Koltor said to his mother's belly, his sister nudging one of his hands in response. Zarkon said something in Galran while rubbing Elara's bump that translated to 'hello my princess.'

The unborn kit was loving the attention she was being given. Elara rubbed her belly with a little smile.

"She's spoiled already." Elara chuckled as she watched her husband and son shower the princess with love.

"Of course she is. She's my only daughter at the moment." Zarkon said, hinting at the fact that he still wants more children.

"You're right. Let's keep it that way for a while." Elara said.

As the day went on, the unborn princess was loved on by her parents and big brother. This baby was going to have a very comfortable welcome into the world.

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