You There

Soren hadn't exactly too keen to see his mother as of late, their last conversation hadn't ended on all that great of a note and as she continued to grow in size so too had her temper, most of this he had not really experienced firsthand mind, but he had seen her waddling around the packlands on a rampage enough time to learn to stay out of her way. Not only that but another female had been plaguing his mind as of late. He wasn't exactly sure he was ready to share that with his mother yet.

Still guilt at his avoiding her had begun to plague the boy and he had decided it was high time he pay her a visit. As he neared her den it became apparent something was going on, whimpers could be heard coming from inside and a wolf he did not recognize was poking her way into the den. Soren frowned and silently drew up beside his brother, peering over the female and into the den.

He could just make out his mother?s form, sprawled upon the floor of the den, her sides heaving and as his eyes grew wider he pulled back suddenly. "She's not-?" He turned hazel gaze upon his brother, clearly not too comfortable with the reality that was playing out before him. Of course he knew what was happening, or at least he had a reasonable enough guess, but it all seemed too odd, too surreal.