Swiftcurrent Creek boys

Going to make this current if that's ok! :o mostly to make her appear at 3-4 weeks preggos. Sorry for this lateness!

Indeed, Tuwawi's sleeping duty has been doubled as the growing life within her sapped their mother's energy like nothing else. That, coupled with a still-churning stomach, left the fireblood nearly incapacitated and den-ridden. Though she had hoped to be an asset to her pack in the first few weeks of her pregnancy, it had become clear this would not come to pass. Everything — it was all new, to the wolf who had until recently fancied herself the picture of youth and vitality. Times had changed. She had grown up. Now, new responsibilities heralded their arrival with a swift lurch of the gut... and there was nothing the she-wolf could do but be wracked by it.

Though her rest was deep, it was fleeting. Every now and then a change in her body wrenched the dozing wolf awake, only to be pacified moments later and allow a few more minutes of sleep. Today, she was tired, and the Sveijarn burrow had become a place of comfort and security. Njal sometimes laid with her, though he was usually off patrolling or hunting to feed the pack and his wife. When the shuffling of footprints echoed inside the den, Tuwawi's ears pricked, half-expecting the noises to belong to her husband. However, a distinctly feminine voice called. Tuwawi? it queried, beckoning the ember from her hiding place below the grove of beeches. At first, she did not stir... (thinking perhaps if I just laid here the voice will go away...) though on second thought, Tuwawi realize the voice to be Bazi's, and she immediately knew to care for this particular company.

"Mm?" she mummeled as Tuwawi's figure unfurled itself, slinking out the mouth of her carefully built home. Though the changes in her figure were small, they were visible. Her once narrow trunk had thickened, and the small of her belly had become rounded in a suspicious place. Her sooty tail swished between her hocks, pleased to see her pale pack-sister had the mind to pay her a visit. Grey eyes lingered on the heaping pelt at her feet before flickering back to Bazi's youthful face. "Bazi... hi," she said, taking a seat outside the entrance to her den, "what brings you this way?"