Blackfeather Woods bloom

in a forest so quiet, the sound of raised voices was like a siren; Tahani trotted toward the noise, brows knitting in concern as she recognized her littermates' familiar tones. oh, what had happened? it must be about the pregnancy. steeling herself for whatever came next, the healer burst onto the scene, emerging from the brush and almost barreling into Shivali in the process.

giving her sister, who looked angry and dejected, an apologetic lick to the cheek, Tahani turned her head and fixed her gaze on Siarut, demanding answers. "what is going on?" she asked, her voice quiet but firm. "why do you fight? what was said?"

she thought she knew already, but she did not want to make any overarching assumptions.