Won't remember me

Busy. She liked to keep busy. Soon she would be confined to her den, and she wanted to make sure everything was as prepared as it could be. The snows would offer them some protection, most happy to stay safe and warm in their own homes, but there were cattle and goats to account for, she wanted to offer some protection from the elements for the birds that remained in the estuary, even though they had done just fine without her before this point.

The chirpy voice had her head whipping, eyes narrowing as she took the woman in. She'd seen her with Deluge and Dread, had seemed to be helping out with the healing duties around the pack. There was something else, fuzzy and distant, but as so often happened with pregnancy, when she reached for it, it slipped straight through her paws. She grunted, tipping her head towards her semi-permanent picnic spot on the edge of the ravine and the moor. She wanted to be comfortable, and she had snacks stashed over there. "Sakana was keeping an eye on me but he's been working overtime lately, I think I've got about a week left?" She sat on the furs rather ungraciously, belly bulging obscenely.

"speech"