I remember the old times

After that blissful week of her heat, Meldresi was delighted when she showed the signs of holding children inside her yet again. She was ravenous, eating more than she normally did, even when she was pregnant with her first litter, only to turn around and vomit most of it up. This pregnancy's first trimester was already hard for the priestess, who had taken to sequestering herself away in the tunnels to rest her body as it went through the rapid changes of being pregnant.

But of course, she did not trap herself inside the Web. She walked around the surface for brief periods to exercise and get sunlight, but they were always brief, for hungry or sickness drove her back to the Web.

This time was different, for she was being summoned, by one who had not been seen near their borders in moons. Kove. She could not ignore the call. She had a lot to say to the Inuit.

Mustering all of the regal dignity and aloofness she had left, Meldresi delved into the shadows, heading towards the borders. When she reached his area, she paused at where the black forest ended and the plains began, watching Kove with dark, unreadable, indigo eyes. "You've taken your time in coming back here."