(I thought you'd show up here eventually, Sugar<img alt=":P" src="./images/smilies/icon_razz.gif" title="Razz"/>)<br/><br/>Bellatrix giggles, her toes wiggling somewhat as Shawn approaches, unbeknownst to her. She pats her womb again as a hard shell begins to form around Miles. "Two more questions. Feral or anthro, and live birth or egg?" she asks casually.