Moonspear aetara iina

*puts feelers out for anyone she hasn't had a thread with in a minute* c: c: C:

While considerably more uncomfortable by the day, she was still hard-pressed to stay absolutely stationary. Doing nothing got old fast and with the den largely prepared already, she couldn't even vent her restless energy on that. Even when she tried, it was just unnecessary nitpicking. Everything there was already in order. It just needed her to stay in it and for the puppies to get here. Which by itself was what kept her preoccupied most times. Finally, arriving alongside their prevalence that there was no overlooking in her every moment, she was truly growing anxious to meet them. It was easier to imagine them as.. almost-entities by now, judging by all of her discomfort especially. Still, she really wished to see them. Whoever they were, however many..

At least now when she roamed, it was not far from that den and never was it at any sort of quick pace. A lengthened walk was her cruising speed of choice in these recent days -- just enough to keep her muscles limber while not aggravating any cramping beyond what seemed normal to her. It was a delicate balance that she was just learning to strike well enough to be effective, but one that she had already seen enough of. She was not a wolf used to inactivity. Definitely not one used to such eager protests from the workings of her own body, either.

She stayed on a circuit more centralized upon the mountain, carving a perimeter around the den's general range that would slowly shrink as the time progressed. Right now, she had just left the stream and angled south a good ways, sniffing nonchalantly at the quiet trail underfoot as she roved on.

Without intending to, she noticed a hawk drifting over the treetops, and let her focus drift skyward after it.