It's a blimp [rory]

She was getting huge, and she swaddled everywhere she went now a days. She was hopefully close to her due dat since the more she got bigger the less comfortable she was. She had to wonder how many children she was having with the size of her, and if they were going to be huge or not. She hoped not, she wasn't sure she could handle too much. She was tiny and she knew it.

She was out for a walk. Alois was at their den working on his nest. For the first time since her incident she had felt comfortable and safe enough to take a walk alone. She was absentmindedly walking down the bank of the river. It was the farthest she'd been from her den in almost a month. She felt almost useless to the pack, but she kept working on her work to make things they could use. She moved towards one of her traps. She hadn't checked this one for a while, so she might as well. She had the traps in plain sight for her pack mates so none got caught, though she didn't know if they knew what to look for.

As she made it there she found nothing ensnared and stopped. She took a quick sniff and sighed. The game trail wasn't there any more, she'd have to adjust it's location. She lowered her head and broke the sampling it was attached to. Then she grasped the share in her mouth by her lower canines. Then she lifted her head and and glanced around for another game trail. Not that she should set it here in the valley, in fact she should set it near her den so she wouldn't have to leave her pups for long after they were born.