A toast!
To the stork, who brings good babies. :) To the raven, who brings bad babies. :( To the swallow, who brings… no babies. ;)
In the process of standing up to defend herself after being woken from sleep while camping by the sounds of someone approaching.
There, normal.
Or fart sword. Also normal.
I have two wolves inside me.
Both have diet induced gastrointestinal disorders.