Dragoncrest Cliffs i could find you by heartbeat

Wildfire doesn’t answer her for a moment and Thuringwethil becomes more concerned by the second. Maybe she just needs to call for Portia anyway? If something is wrong, she… well, she’d have to take Wildfire to her. Her jaw sets and she lowers her nose a little, trying to smell for something that might give her indication to what’s going on.

It feels just like puppies kicking, she says. Her ears cup forward questioningly, a loss for words. Wildfire is the only one to have been pregnant between them, to feel that kicking. She’d offered the suggestion maybe it wasn’t the end a moment ago but easily dismissed and now she doesn’t want to assume more than she actually knows.