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Apollyon walks away from the ruins of an order stronghold, an infant Bunyip coiled around her shoulders. As she and her army move toward the next battle she alternates between cooing lovingly at her new daughter and glaring at any of her troops who dare to think of laughing.

For the Bunyip's part she is glad for the comfort offered by this strange human woman and clings tigher to her new mummy.

(You know it, Meme)