Moonrise [Red]

She lay curled, half asleep, in her alcove, nestled in the furs and against Red. It had taken a little getting used to after having had the alcove to herself for so long since her father had moved into a different one. It was the way of things. This alcove was the alpha’s room, and had been since Erani had revived Valhalla shortly after Chrysanthe lost the pack to a Glaciem woman’s challenge.

She drew in a deep sigh, letting it out through a smile. It hadn’t taken her long to understand the symptoms she’d been experiencing since they’d returned from Auster. She hadn’t told Red her suspicions yet, wanting to be sure, but she was sure now. What would he think?

She still had to make the obligatory rounds to the other packs to check in and either found alliances, or gain some neutrality, or simple trade agreements, and she toyed with not telling him until after that routine was done. Hell, maybe he already knew by the change in her scent.

Her eyes, half shut, shifted to the heavy fur drapes that blocked off the alcove from the rest of the chamber. It had been a lovely idea of the primates’. It was private, warm and insulated with the polar bear fur hung up on the rod. Add the heated rocks, and it was blissful.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think