[Flayme]

"Whoa..." Nym blinked a few times. He hadn't seen Ivan get upset like this before. "Hey, it's okay." He bent to reach a hand and placed it on Ivan's shoulder. He wasn't sure what Ivan was going on about kits, and Ky not approving, but Ivan had become his friend over the past five weeks, and he wanted to help. He didn't like seeing him distraught. "I promise, I won't tell him..." He said firmly. "What's going on? What are you talking about, not losing any more?" He glanced to Ivan's belly. "The kits?" It had to be the kits, that was always the issue on the edge of everybody;s mind. Once kits were born, how long before they were ripped away? "You're not due for another week."