Dragoncrest Cliffs Waving through a window
All Welcome  April 09, 2018, 09:18 AM
Wildfire
Drageda
Feisripa
There was no doubt about it now: Wildfire was hell'a pregnant. As her due date drew nearer—it couldn't be more than a week out, two tops—she ballooned visibly every day. And just like last time, she grew lethargic, unwilling to drag her swollen body about the pack lands. She did muster the energy to relocate to the log she'd used to whelp last year's litter, since the hollow redwood would be too tight a fit for a growing family. But once she got there, the Feisripa sprawled and proceeded to nap like it was her job.

A soft rain fell on this chilly April morning as she snored inside the log, her body heat having turned the space quite cozy. She shifted and whimpered in her sleep, feeling restless even at rest. Wildfire's lips flapped like a horse's as her legs began to twitch, a crude mimicry of running. The instant she fell still again, a thunderclap directly overhead caused her to startle awake with a gasp and an unpleasant spurt of wet heat as she peed herself.
April 18, 2018, 10:14 PM
Rose
Drageda
Kru
Rose had unintentionally stuck to the redwoods ever since her return to the cliffs. Every now and then she would meander past the tree line, but somehow always managed to find herself back in the forest within minutes of leaving it. However, today she actually had an excuse for her introverted behavior and said excuse was currently pouring down on her. She didn’t mind the rain, didn’t exactly enjoy it either, but it’s not like it hurt her. Thunder and lightning on the other hand.

She had never done well with thunderstorms, probably due to the fact that she had spent them alone as child. But whatever the reason may be, they made her anxiety levels shoot through the roof and fear of being alone skyrocket. So when she zipped by the hollowed redwood and saw a flash of red in the corner of her eye, Rose immediately stopped what she doing and proceeded to dive head first into the Feisripa‘s resting place, mistakenly believing it was Blixen napping there and not a complete stranger.

i'm the architect of my own destruction
Yesterday, 12:30 PM
Wildfire
Drageda
Feisripa
"Did that—" Wildfire said aloud to no one, voice slurred by sleep, "did that just happen?" She looked down at herself, soiled in her own urine, and sighed. How was she going to clean up when she could hardly bend in half? She made an attempt but found herself coming up short. She blinked, then slowly turned to look outside at the rain—

pow! It wasn't so much painful as startling when someone leaped into the log with her. Wildfire let out a noise somewhere between a screech and a snarl, her fangs snapping in the unwelcome intruder's direction purely out of instinct. Horror swept through her when she realized it was Blixen. Wait, no, that wasn't right. She looked like her daughter (and Wildfire herself) but she was only familiar in the vaguest sense.

"Like," the Feisripa said loudly, voice still a little bleary from her disrupted nap, "get out." She attempted to shove at the younger wolf, not only because she was a little indignant but also because she was covered in her own filth and she needed to step out and douse herself.
Yesterday, 01:24 PM
Rose
Drageda
Kru
Rose, in her state of frenzy and panic, never came to realize that this was in fact not Blixen. Her eyes had snapped shut the instant she’d manage to slip herself inside the den and with everything smelling like a wet dog, identifying by scent itself was not very helpful. That and the fact that Rose didn’t pay close enough attention to the change in voices, led the kru to continue believing that this was indeed the fiery gona. “No, no, no, no” she frantically sputtered out in between shaky breaths as soon as the words get out were hurled in her direction.

She refused to go back out into that hell now that she’d managed to secure herself some protection and a warm body to wait out the storm with. “Please” she croaked out, every fiber of her being fighting against the shoves that came her way. “Don’t make me go back out there.”

i'm the architect of my own destruction
Yesterday, 01:32 PM
Wildfire
Drageda
Feisripa
"Ugh," the still-not-quite-awake and pregnant-as-heck she-wolf said with uncharacteristic irritation when the intruder argued with her, "then at least get out of my way. I'm covered in pee." She pushed at the other wolf, warning, "If you don't move, you're gonna be covered in pee too," before somehow managing to slide her ballooned body past her unwanted guest's and plopping out into the rain.

She just sat there a few moments, letting it soak her to the skin and wash away the pungent smell of urine, before turning to stick her head back inside. She squinted through wet lashes, taking a moment to gather her thoughts now that the rain had roused her. "Are you... Rose?" she guessed, sounding slightly less grumpy.