Moonspear aetara iina

When things had been rocky, she appreciated those who just did what she needed without unnecessary question most of all. It only made sense, of course. They made it easier on her after all. Floki had established himself neatly there by staying out of the trouble roused by certain other former packmates and doing what needed done despite his own injuries from the hunt. Simply put, and really, further justification of why he stood so comfortably among the mountain ranks as well as her own personal favor -- and not only because her mateship made them family.

He received the thanks in stride, though, and for all that she was glad. When he edged the subject elsewhere, she offered no resistance and met it first of all with a tired smirk. She felt a lot of ways lately. Far too many, and in too great an intensity. Where to really begin? Tired, sore, anxious, overcrowded, cooped up, constantly like peeing? The list was long.  "Truth be told, pretty miserable." But she was taking it in stride purposefully, determined to weather this without great offense. "Restless and not like going anywhere at the same time is frustrating. But, I suspect there is not much longer," she said thoughtfully, and hoped she was right by some blessing of nature. Really, this couldn't drag out too much more.