Unnatural Tree-Man! : Fantasy

It wasn't natural. She squinted at it, tilted her head sideways, and sighed. It still wasn't natural. Yet there her baby sat, gurgling happily as it hadn't since it was born, in the arms of the unnatural creature that looked like some weird cross between a tree and a man--definitely a man, Bronwyn noticed, glancing down. She may be happily handfasted to hr Bjorn, and she may have given birth not too long ago, but she was still a woman. No woman could have avoided noticing what the tree-man had in the way of masculine endowment. The baby gurgled happily in the tree man's arms, fists waving.

Inspiration: mumbling under my breath
Story Potential: Medium
Notes: Meh.