Blackfeather Woods I need a gangsta

She was up early collecting herbs in the meadow, returning near the end of the morning, bundle in maw. She wanted to find some plants in the marsh before she returned to the tunnels, but something stopped her in her tracks. The bloated figure of Althaia, Nemesis' sister who was way too close to giving birth to be so far from the borders.

Althaia, She called to the gray-and-brown female her brow furrowing at her quick pace. Why are you out here? Her voice was stern despite her curiosity. This wasn't a simple walk to stretch the muscles.