His heart was pounding, thoughts burning within his slumbering mind. No, not thoughts. Dreams. Nightmares. They taunted him, bringing his family both close and then tearing them away again. Ganta flailed about in the den he’d found until finally wakefulness found him. “Unnngh!?” A bit of a confused grunt escaped the young male as he looked around, trying to remember where he was. He was no longer with his mother, nor his brothers, but alone. Right… He took a small breath. He’d been exploring in western Boreas… right? That’s where he was? Ganta let out the breath he’d taken in via a sigh. “Just a dream… a bad dream…” The young man mumbled. He got to his paws, pushing out of the den into the chilly morning air. Well… late morning. He shook out his coat, silvery-white orbs scanning around at the draping willows. “They’re not coming back…” Ganta whispered, trying to shake off the unsettled feeling that had washed over him. "Talk" "You" Think

She was fat. It was a strange thing for the normally thin she-wolf. Before she knew it hr stomach had started filling out and now she felt like an overgrown cow on stilts. Her legs were still lean, as well as the front portion of her, and then the rest of her was all stomach. She didn't know how many of the little buggers were in there but there were either a lot of them or they were huge. She thought of Zell's height and immediately blanched at the thought. Were they going to be massive too? Large genes ran on her side of the family as well. Just her luck to possibly birth a bunch of giants. How painful was that going to be? The bright side of being pregnant was that Fortune was helping her hunt. As the weeks passed on she'd had to require more of her cousin's help. Being so fat now meant she got to stay so close to home, but now the downside was that she was bored. Without needing to patrol borders or anything anymore she found she had nothing to do. She couldn't do practice spars or anything either. She didn't want to risk hurting her unborn children. Finally she couldn't take it anymore and left to go on a small adventure. That adventure meant getting up at the buttcrack of dawn, but she did it. She'd been awake for a little while anyways. She made it all the way to the willows (feeling quite out of breath when she arrived) before she finally decided to take a break. These kids were such leeches! She had no energy anymore and she had the feeling that wouldn't improve when they were born either. Finding a nice tree to rest under she flopped against the trunk as she caught her breath. This was ridiculous. Walk, "Talk" Think