She was nearing her time. Her belly was already swollen with the little bundles that would be at her side any day now. Marina was excited, though she had yet to see any more of Spencer as of yet. She missed her brother dearly, but she was certain that he would be around before long. She would give a tender lick to her belly. The little ones, she could hardly wait until the day they arrive. Her tail would swish happily back and forth, her gaze searching the lands beyond her den. There was little reason for her to go anywhere else right now, and she had to admit she was living a pretty good life as it was. She would however get to her paws, determined to stretch her legs though she would stay close to the den. ...and so Marina would begin to waddle. Her belly was so round now it was hard to go anywhere fast, not that she was in much of a hurry. She would hum softly to herself as she walked along, her gaze bright as she let her gaze travel across different flowers and plants. It was so beautiful here... a wonderful place for her children to grow up.  She wasn't so lonely anymore. She finally felt normal again. "Talk" "You" Think

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Sora had been wandering for a while, she had been steadily teaching herself to hunt small prey. She had been killing birds and rabbits, she was wary to try hunting anything bigger. She was wandering about when she saw a wolf and, they were Rainbow! Sora was amazed the instant she saw the multi colored pelt, she would bound right up to the wolf forgetting all that troubled her. There were more important things such as why was this wolf so colorful. She would instantly talk to the female wolf in an exited tone, “Hello, I’m Sora who are you. I like your rainbow pelt it’s really pretty.”

Marina would turn her head towards the child that spoke up, her tone excited. Sora. It was a pretty name for the young one, and questions would begin to fly from her mouth. Marina would find herself smilingly brightly, glad for the compliment. “Why thank you Sora. I’m Marina Agatsuma. I like your coat as well -- the patterns are quite nice.” The female would come to a stop, kneeling down so that she was more on level with the youngster. Her belly too would touch the ground, and she was mindful of how much pressure she put upon it. “Where are your parents Sora? Aren’t you a little young to be adventuring on your own?” ""

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