Whistle to a different tune

Quietly the babe would make her way up sunset falls, following the river that slithered its way towards the cliffs. Stomach was already showing signs of pregnancy, almost heavily so and though she didn't know when she was due she hoped it would be soon. Pregnancy had been fun when the world was all sunshine and butterflies but now that she was beginning to loose her slim figure and she was starting to be tired all the time she was done being pregnant. Her usually joyful prance was replaced with an almost sluggish trudge, head hung low and tail licking easily at her ankles. There was no interest or purpose to her walk, simply a need to walk. Her paws were sore and yet she felt restless and in all honesty it was probably the worst combination ever.

Lanteren eyes rose from the ground before her as the scent of a pack member drifted towards her over the strong scent of water. They settled on the seemingly sleeping form of an oddly familiar form. Though Vi didn't know her name she knew that she had seen the female a few times around the pack before. Drawing herself more upright she walked towards the female, not bothering to hide her approach and drawing to a halt a short distance away where she cleared her throat and tipped her head. She would wait for the woman to stir before turning her best 'friendly' smile she could on. It wasn't her most well practiced expression. "Hello, have we met?" She asked easily, word flowing off her tongue with practiced ease.

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