The heat of winter

Rhythm was just settling down when Feather alerted her to the presence of another wolf. Rhythm’s silver flecked ears perked as the she wolf approached, her scent obvious especially to the old blind healer who relied heavily on her sense of smell. The old woman looked up to the demanding girl, her voice sounded young and with the question presented she had no doubt this would be the first.

She debated what to do for a moment, wanting to tell her she needed to adjust her attitude and ask nicely if she wanted information. Rhythm wasn’t dead yet though, and she liked to think she could dish it out as well as she could take it. A mischievous grin crept over her features as Rhythm spoke sweetly. ”If you’re talking about your heat.. The fastest and easiest way is to just get pregnant. The most obvious of answers, and the easiest to deliver to a demanding she wolf. She could have ten men lined up out her door to help her, Rhythm had no doubt about that.