shatter me

Thistle had been in her own pattern of late a patter of eat sleep and repeat everyday all day. She was tired of the pattern but knew it was needed for the babes to grow strong and healthy. At least since she was so far progressed in her pregnancy she no longer got ill at the mere smell of blood or even the mention of food. She was awake and had been for sometime reveling in the feel of the babes moving and kicking throughout the womb. There were more than 1 of that she was certain there were far to many movements for there to be just 1.

At her mates call she was up and out on surprisingly nimble paws and shot straight towards the door her excitement bubbling over. She almost bowled her mate over but skidded to a stop and began to speak in a rapid spiel. "Ragnar they moved today they've been moving all day. Come you have to feel them move. come here. She stopped her rapid words and stood panting.

As she calmed down she took a moment to look him over and the gore on his pelt warranted a raised eyebrow but nothing more as she saw the deer haunch and her mouth watered, but he was right it would be llunch, dinner and breakfast it was large meal unless he shared it with her.