The Sentinels gentle father ashlar

It was with gentle mincing steps Blue moved among the new grounds. Her smell was ever more present than most, having been here longer than all of them by herself. It wasn't a lie that the solitary area had given her a bit of sadness, but she was happy now that those she cared for were back near her. She stopped a moment to catch her breath, the rounding of her belly telling the tale of why she had stayed behind. The cramps that were beginning to present themselves eliciting an uncomfortable whine. They were not too painful yet, just there, letting her know that there was little ones growing in her womb again. She smiled to herself. At her mate and lovers calls, followed by Eilidh and Dante, she lifted her muzzle and returned the call. Resuming her rollicking waddle towards them.