to set a watchman

OOC: No Imperium wolves please. Thank you!

Cascade couldn't resist - whether it was the urge to replay in her head the 'crime' of trespassing onto Sonticus lands, or to recall every detail of her moments there with Valentine... or both... but she found herself returning to the north alone to lay on her back far outside Sonticus borders. Not to reenact the act outright, no, she wasn't stupid enough to assume Sonticus wouldn't have discovered their scents and increased their vigilence, but to just... watch the cloud and to daydream. Not the usual pastime of the generally practical, if playful, female, she was nonetheless dreamy-eyed and full of thought today.

It was her heat cycle messing with her hormones and her emotions, she knew. She didn't think she'd gotten pregnant from her illicit encounter with Valentine, judging by the vastly different way she felt when she had been pregnant with Vana, Angel, and Phim - so full of energy and vivaciousness, a distinct contrast to her distraction and drowsiness now - which was both a relief and a disappointment. The conflicting feelings from that thought were uncomfortable and disconcerting, and so she'd been quite deliberately pushing the thoughts away in favor of other, less serious matters. Slowly her eyes drifted nearly shut, leaving a mere sliver of white peeking from beneath her eyelids as her eyes rolled up sleepily. Maybe she should hunt something on her way back to Imperium... when she did go back... later... maybe after a nap.