Blackfeather Woods My God, you've gotten fat

Aches. The fact she had become less mobile as of late did not help her muscles and tendons, and she found it harder and harder to loosen up like she did before. She felt stressed, wound-up, and it clearly had an effect on the way her body went on about it's business. "Everywhere," She replied, looking to the girl after a moment. It was not specific, for what she needed was a pain killer that could cure her entire body of it's lethargic state. She had no doubt Potema could produce something to do just that, by some higher power or whatever, she was willing to take anything if only she could walk comfortably again.

Yet, it was not the only change about her that came with pregnancy. Her attitude had started to fluctuate, calm then angry, then content to lustful. She had no experiance with what it all meant, but she was hopeful that is would go away soon, for she could not look at her mate every five seconds and want to jump his bones.