Night had fallen on the hive, and Free Love had retired to her abode, currently very pregnant with the hive’s first clutch since Chrysalis was ousted and their forms made whole. Near ready to lay within a couple of days, she sits against a wall and softly strokes her distended belly, larger eggs due to the new bodies making her belly swell to a size far beyond she had ever seen any other changeling carry. She slowly drifts to sleep, proud she can bear the first new generation of changelings that wont be bound to a life of bare survival.
 
Thing I got from Patch. More preggylings that aren’t queen or Chrys are in a shortage, and I needed to help rectify that.