Riviere

Hawkeye chuckled to herself. Even with short sentences this wolf talked a lot. "At least you are doing something productive; I am just walking around and thinking. I am doing pretty well myself." She paused a moment to look around and take in the surroundings. The white blanket was dull today, and a light rain was just beginning to drip from the sky and pittering upon the tops of the trees while soft thuds sounded when hitting the ground.

As thunder was heard in the distance, Hawkeye looked back to Blue Willow. "Do you — uhm, happen to know anything that will help with pregnancy? I'd like for my pups to be as healthy as possible." The Alpha felt a bit awkward talking about motherhood and children, but she figured that Blue Willow wouldn't mind and that she could help with anything necessary for conceiving and carrying.