Cut my losses

Trigger warning- pregnancy loss

She hadn’t felt quite right after the bison hunt and not long after she’d experienced bleeding in places that probably shouldn’t have been. Twig had curled up away from the den she shared with her mate and lost a pregnancy she hadn’t even realized she’d had. Tears, confusion, fright… Twig kept to herself and was thankfully left alone.

The resulting emotions were difficult to deal with and especially the unexplainable shame. Twig knew she needed to tell Corvus, and probably get better checked out by a healer. If she told someone it would have to make it all a reality, so already numb Twig picked herself up and washed in the icy cold waters of the Plains.

This was one of the coldest winters she could remember, no matter what she did she was cold. Even after drying herself with some old furs her pelt was still a little wet when she heard Corvus call for her. For a very quick moment she froze and debated not answering him, but it was better if she went to him. She knew she needed to tell him but would build her courage and find the right moment instead of the subject being forced.

The Memoire woman was subdued but she hid her secret well for now. He’d called her for something and she’d heard him out while she worked herself up to tell him. Her mind was racing and her heart beat heavily in her chest but she couldn’t fake the loving and relieved smile that appeared on her features. She hurried the rest of the way to his side and hugged him a little too tightly for such an uneventful visit.