...ad lost any practice since her twin and her had ceased talking.
Tuffnut's hand roughly grabbed at the small fetus that swam within its' mother. With a tug, he ripped it from it umbilical cord, bringing it into the world, dead. Ruffnut stared at his blood soaked hand, the small body clutched tightly in his fist. The rage in his face not departing as he stared at it. His hand moved to his mouth, and his sharp teeth tore apart the delicate frame. He swallowed it, giving a sigh of angry content.
Ruffnut burst into tears, usual strong appearance demolished as she lay on the ground; body trembling meekly, dabbed in blood. Tuffnut's face softened as he went to her side. "Hey, hey, comeon, don't cry!" He tried to cheer her up. "If it makes you feel better, I could taste that it was dead already!" Ruffnut gave him a look of disgust, but only for a moment before she fell into his chest. "Tuffnut..." She whispered, clutching close to him. "It's okay, Ruffnut. Don't worry." He murmured, burying his nose in her hair. "Did you want to be pregnant?"
Ruffnut's body stiffened at the words. Did she? Yeah. She did. For the brief moment that she knew that she was, she had felt, well, happiness. She had known that she and her brother had m...