tomorrow's a day away [sol]

She felt giant, she knew that the end of her misery was almost over. Her abdomen was incredibly swollen, the spawn within made more obvious by her tiny frame. She'd started creating a nest, and found herself unwilling to leave the cave like structure she called home. The spotted she wolf couldn't get comfortable at all anymore. Othello did her best to help, but even with her effort Isolde was a mess. Sleep hardly found her anymore and it was beginning to show. 

Othello was not within the den at the moment, maybe off having a word with Scorpion? She hadn't realized how similar their stories had been until both brothers realized that the she wolves were sharing sleeping space. Her swollen form would readjust again, it seemed she had to move all the time now. They couldn't get out of her soon enough, and though she hardly looked forward to birthing them she was done done done with pregnancy.