I Need You [P]

She was pregnant. And she was sick. Again. And so was Regulus. Even Kavdaya had a sniffle as she worked with them. It was a mixed bag. Happiness at a new litter, frustration at being ill and confined to her den, and she knew Regulus was itchy to get out and work, as well. A sneeze sent her nose smacking into the floor, and she felt her brood wriggle and squirm inside her belly. A stuffy snort of laughter turned into another spree of sneezing, and with that, she came to a decision. She needed a Right Wing for times like this. Falk was already her Consort, and he was blind, which could be seen as weakness by outsiders who might think to challenge.

Regulus was her heir, and he was sick, too. Out of everyone, her mind returned to Creed. He had been with her since she'd bumped into him again after years of his being abroad. He was almost always among the first to arrive at the meetings, and he was level headed. So she sent Battlesong out with a missive for the male. She needed to see him.

The large hawk winged her way through the plains, keen eyes seeking the monochrome, fluffy male she'd been sent to find. When she spotted him, she stooped, giving a cry of greeting and floating in the air on a thermal above him, within ear shot. "Surreal wishes to see you in her den." With that, she tipped one wing, climbing into the sky to hunt a meal.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think