Glancing down at her swollen trunk, Kellus grins when Jaku mentions how Tasu is doing.  “Mmm, that’s true.  I think this might be the first time those two otters have really stopped since they joined me on the boat, and of course all the others are starting to get used to the fact that they’re able to move around more freely within me.  Of course, I have a feeling that the intensity of what we did will have given them quite the incentive to move ahead with that!”  Snuggling up against Tamara’s back, Kellus runs her hands through Tamara’s fur, gently massaging her ever-growing stomach and letting her lean back and relax for the effort soon to come.<br/><br/>“A name for the island is certainly something to think about.  I’m not sure about ‘Skull Island’; it seems a little...stereotypical for something like this, and it’s not like we’ll be going out of out way to tell others what the place is called.  Something else to consider is that there might could very well be more than just us on the island, and that they likely already have a name for it too.  It wouldn’t be very polite of us to try to rename the place where they’ve been living for a long time as soon as we get here.”<br/><br/>Turning back to Arkain, she shifts to a more playful tone when she continues.  “Besides, like the others mentioned, I have a feeling that you’ll be a bit too busy with Suri to worry about that kind of thing.  I know you’ve been waiting for this for a while, but keep in mind that she’s been waiting just as long, and she hasn’t had the luxury of having us around to help when she gets too pent-up!  I suspect that she’s only going to wait long enough for you to fill her up before she decides that you’ll be better off filling her up in a different way.”<br/><br/>“With that in mind, Tamara, did you want to go ahead out here, or head back inside with the otters?  It’d be quite the show for them, and Suri will likely be more than a little peckish when she’s back with us.”