Following the man to the borders felt downright... What was even the word? Mara had vague memories of this place, but she couldn't quite place them. That was even stranger since she didn't make a habit of hanging near packs, a habit developed from her days with her dearest sibling that was always up to absolutely no good. She maintained the practice after their separation since really Mara wasn't much for socialization or paling around with packs. Big surprise, the woman who was always angry not wanting to chit chat.

She didn't know what to expect here, what was the protocol when a member of a pack brought home a woman carrying his pups? She'd probably dislike this pack. The word alone brought back unpleasant memories, gross. Shaking her head hard in an attempt to physically remove the bothersome thoughts to - to no avail - Mara stopped for a moment to survey the lands. It was a lot easier to walk here than at some lower elevations. Hesitating at the edge of the territory, her brows furrowed and she looked at the man she'd still not bothered to get the name of with a look that asked, 'now what?'

Right about now was when she really wished she'd not left Feli's side. Things may have been different if she'd been with him earlier. No, there wasn't any use in worrying about that. Right now she had to face what had happened.

He hadn’t said a word to her the entire trip, he glanced over his shoulder occasionally to make sure she was still following him, but otherwise hadn’t done anything else. Once they arrived at the Steppe Ruthgar threw his head back with an urgent howl, calling Chaos to them. It hadn’t occurred to him that he had no clue what the woman’s name was but it was of little importance to him, she was a one night stand that had ended in something he desperately wanted, nothing more, nothing less. She was no great beauty like his ex-wife was or the two celestial sisters that had already joined Crew, and her cold temperament had been nothing but a turn-off, he felt no attraction to her whatsoever, and that didn’t seem likely to change anytime soon. Although that didn’t mean he would continue to be so cold to her, He would care for her as much as he could while she was pregnant; making sure she was well fed, making sure she was safe, patrolling the borders twice as much to ensure that no threats entered Crew’s land. He glanced over his shoulder at her again while they waited and felt a nervous twist in his stomach. Winter meant predators were becoming desperate, and the memory of his old pack’s beta being mangled by a cougar was still fresh in his mind. If that happened to this girl, this stranger who was to be the mother of his pups he was sure the heartbreak of once again losing a litter would drive him insane. "Talk" "You" Think