Don't take love off the table yet
09-06-2014, 09:58 PM
She felt awful. Absolutely dreadful in fact. She didn't understand why so many feas wanted to go through this. Her stomach was begin to swell, showing off the pups growing inside of her. She sighed as she sat in the shade of a tree, trying to stay cool in the ridiculous summer heat. Everything about her situation just made her irritated and grumpy. Her raging hormones surely didn't help matters. Her ears flicked back in frustration. She had half a mind to track down that orange brute and Loki and those two other white-colored males and drag them here by the scruffs and make them all pay for doing this to her.
She had been trying to distract herself with her studies, trying her best to learn every herb that Natalya brought her or that she found around the territory and all of their uses. Ever since her talk with her sister in law she had clung to the idea that she might make herself useful in this way. If she was useful maybe she would be able to make up for her foolish behavior. It was the only shot she had at doing that anyway. With a sigh she lowered her head to rest it on her forepaws while she tried to fight off the thoughts of Conan and Atlas and her constant worries over where they might be and if they were okay or not.
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