Qeya River body like a whiplash

@Freyja!

Their Grand Vicar was pregnant, no doubt about it. He had seen her in the territory and, as large as the female was already, her rotund sides immediately told of her condition. He smiled, happy that the pack would grow by another litter. Not only that, but one also conceived under the Cardinal's now purified name. He already had brought back another two of his children, but they were still outsiders, yet to be fully brought into the faith (at least, in his mind). The two unborn puppies would be birthed pure and truly blessed.

So Phares decided to collect totems and talismans for good luck for the expecting female. He wasn't sure when she was due, but the day couldn't be too far off.

He stayed clear of the looming mountain beside their home, remembering the warning given to him by the two beastly wolves of the Drageda, instead opting to follow a river that ran beside it. It was the only large source of water he could find outside of the Grotto — their own lake housing none of the things he needed to make an offering to the new mother.