The queen awoke alone in her den again, cold, shivering and dizzy. Damn, being pregnant was a pain in the ass. She wanted to blame Burke for it all, but he had warned her -somewhat-. She sighed and got out of her "warm cozy place", stretching her aching back in front of it. It wasn't much time she could do so, for the howl of Buffalo filled the air. She sighed again. Perhaps he had what she needed for her dizziness and pain.

She trotted -slowly, for her back was somewhat aching- to her borders, and it didn't take long for the sickening smell to hit her again. This time, she showed no signs of displeasure toward the scent, too tired to do so. Buffalo! Didn't expect you to be back so soon. She greeted happily, proud that she still remembered his name. She wondered though, where was his sister? Where's Byll? She asked, not because she liked the female more than him, but because she found it uncommon for them to be separated. 

The man was as flattering as ever, kissing her as a greeting. He was handsome, but perhaps too... vague for her to fall for. Besides, she had her mind set upon someone else. Well, also not really, but she at least admired him -the man who had given her a chance at being a mother. He pushed a bundle of strange smelling plants to her, most of which she didn't recognize. She could only tell they were plants. That was as far as her knowledge of herbs and poisons reached.

She nodded when he told her what the other half of the duo was up to, and so the topic was ended. Instead, she focused on his paw that separated plants from other plants, who -for her- almost all looked the same. She looked at them with a raised eyebrow, listening and storing the information in her mind. Perhaps she would place the herbs at her den entrance so she wouldn't forget. His comment on her body being gorgeous went right over her head, and she gulped when she heard it. fuck, was it that obvious?

She giggled nervously. It's that obvious, isn't it? She laughed, returning her yellow gaze to the male.

His smirk was unsettling, but not threatening. She was relieved to hear he would keep her secret a -well- secret. But, if it was that obvious in the first place, she wondered if it could still be called a secret. It was basically written on her face or something. Thank you. She responded, a meant thanks to the male. She wished she could just let them join already, but it was unfair to throw out members just to make place for others. Well, Crius and Rhiannon weren't doing all that much. Had they wandered off? Left her?

Around one and a half month to go, I believe. She said with a sigh, not sure if she would survive this hell for that long. Being pregnant wasn't at all fun. She hoped it would be worth it though, that her children would be strong and healthy. Where are you staying for now? She asked, wondering if they had find some sort of den to spent the mild spring nights in.

She nodded while he was speaking. As long as they stayed nearby Moonlit Hills, everything was fine. She almost chuckled when he spoke of Byll. The girl was indeed a little odd, but in a good way. It was good that there were no cliffs near here where she could potentially fall off of. Her desire to chuckle went away though. She would never tell someone to fuck off for asking questions. Yes, she felt that if you weren't comfortable with answering the question you could stay quiet, but to tell someone to fuck off entirely was a little rude. I would never. She responded sweetly.

The questions was awkward, but why lie. Oh, he lives across the lake. He has his own problems to take care of, and I knew this from the beginning. She was sure not to say his name, the place he lived in or tell the problems he was dealing with. This was enough information, for now.

 

Malice watched as the male before her got comfortable. She listened carefully, not knowing why Bylll and Buff were actually trying to, y'know, make those little squirming balls of fur. They were brother and sister, right? Oh well, Malice wouldn't judge. They helped her out, the least she could do is return the favor. Just like when Cicero had messaged Burke.

What would that spell require? She asked curiously. She needed to know, for if it was anything with sacrifice or blood or whatever crazy shit those two were into, she needed to be prepared.

She chuckled softly. Yes, he was right. Carrying life inside her was perhaps the most magical thing on this planet. If she thought deep enough about it, she could consider it a small wonder and even a blessing. The headache and sickness she got from it was just the price she had to pay for doing something extraordinary.

Very well, you can count me in. She said, nodding as she said this. It really couldn't hurt, and perhaps it was enough to distract her from her pain. It seemed though the conversation was almost at an end though. When would you like me to meet you again for this spell? She asked.