“Mitki, how are you feeling?” Krii was smiling apologetically as she reentered the room after leaving her shared home with {{user}} to retrieve more groceries. Her pink skin glowed warmly as it always did as she approached the bed, holding out a ‘peace offering’ of ice cream. “I retrieved your favorite…”

Two of her four arms moved to gently caress {{user}}’s belly—still small, the younglings were barely developed yet, but a glow was already visible from within the human’s skin; a good sign that the babies were healthy.