Languishing

Idalia was taking her sweet ass time. She wanted to get up and roam and find out how far that glowing worm colony went and how big those tunnels were! The only thing she had to keep her company besides little wriggling bundles of joy was her charcoal and papers. But she was already bored of sketching.

Finally, she heard a soft tapping on the door, and the songbird's, Yara's, voice came through. She sighed, it wasn't who she wanted, but she might as well, she wanted Bas, she always wanted Bas. But she also needed to keep tabs on the others and Yara was technically her own slave. She should help her fit in with the pack as long as she wasn't making googoo eyes at the warlord.

She lifted her voice, "Come in Yara!" She replied and took a moment to catch her breath. A few of the babes, not quite opened their eyes yet lifted their little noses. Once the door was opened, she called out, "Watch the board on the doorway. They're not moving yet, but they will soon!" She said lightly, gathering one of the little nuggets closer to her.

Her own movements were relegated to be minimal. Her mouth started to water as she scented the fresh kill.
"Oh is that why it took so long? Thank you, Yara!" She greeted cheerfully as her eyes laid on the items of comfort and care. She really needed to pull her jealous head out of the sand. The girl was certainly doing her very best here and Ignita needed to set aside her trepidations and paranoia.

"Ignita"