Blackfeather Woods Advice for the young at heart

Just going to jump in here for our thread. :)

The grip of her first trimester was slowly fading as her second one began. This was the lazy part of her pregnancy. When she gained more control over her hormones and could actually walk around for once without the fear of vomiting. She could regain her position as Queen Consort (it sounded so very strange in her mind), and High Priestess of this Dark Brotherhood Sanctuary.

She started by observing the recovery of the swamps after the storm. A month had passed since the storm, and the waters receded slowly but surely. Parts of the Web were still damp, however, as well as the outskirts of the swamp, but it would dry out soon with the fading heat of the summer.

She passed into Wispmother's Grotto, hoping to return to the Temple she once found, moons ago, and make it into a permanent meeting-place for the pack and the Dark Brotherhood.

But that would be put aside for now, as she heard the mud being squelched nearby. The Night Queen (Consort), stood still, as the sound slowly approached her. She relaxed when she saw the culprit, one of Burke's pupils. Nemesis, was it?