the world in colour

Fern Gully was perhaps her favorite spot.

Eden knew she shouldn't travel far, so it was within reach of her musings. The pups were growing; she could feel them inside of her, and it wouldn't be long before they were born. Or at least she showed a bit more. Ahead of her, she spots a pale brown wolf. Almost an ash brown. Her paws are heavy these days, but she made a beeline for him.

"Hello, sir" just because she was part of the Plunder didn't mean she wasn't able to speak civilly to strangers. Eden stopped as she neared close enough, wary inside her mind "a fine location, no?" she continued, making it clear she only stopped him for a conversation of some type. Being around pirates, pirate pups...

Ignis...

She longed for some company that wouldn't yell, accuses, or even scares her regularly.