Two months. Ariel smiled. “And how many moon cycles do your females carry offspring inside them? On my planet it is nine.”

“Eight.”

Ral sighed in relief. “So it is not that different?” Ahhu smiled. “I’m sure it will be fine. You breed. That means we are compatible.

This is good news. Your father will be thrilled, Argis Ral.” Ral chuckled. He grinned at Ariel. “He’s always wanted one of his sons to have offspring. You will be very spoiled by him. Be prepared.” Ariel laughed. “We’ll make a list of things he can give us.” Ral laughed. “Ask for me to have more time from work.”