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Harlyn was quiet as she stood like a sentinel on the borders of her home.  It had been days since the mountain lion had infiltrated her home and attacked her mate, and yet the druid could not help but feel a bit on edge as she stared out across the fields that spread out before her.  The pack had been put on alert, the border strengthened and patrolled even more fervently.  But still, worry claimed her.  Worry for her family, for her mate, and for the little ones she was quite certain were now growing inside of her.

The thought had come suddenly, and just as suddenly, it warmed the tension that had been building as her thoughts had darkened.  Harlyn closed her eyes with a soft smile and began to hum quietly to herself.  Truth be told, she felt absolutely terrible.  Her appetite was gone, her body ached constantly and she had spent most of her night dry heaving all over her beloved mother earth.  But, it was those awful things that made her so happy for they told of the most incredible blessing she'd ever known.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..." the druid murmured softly, tilting her muzzle into the wind happily.  She took in a deep breath before setting her gaze once again upon the landscape, her thoughts again sweeping here away, but down a happier path this time.