Silver Creek Get Ready

Amber hadn't spoken to anyone since her falling out with Spring, and she hadn't yet gone out to call for her mate. She didn't care she was an Omega, that her sister was likely only letting her stay because the older Ciel was pregnant. Every day she paced the borders - especially the one closest to King Elk Forest, should her lover return for her sooner than he'd promised - and marked it. Every day, it seemed to get thicker, stronger, and she could smell the new hormones circling within her body. She should know - she could scent everything within the borders, she thought to herself. On top of anything she could complain about, at the top of the list came vomiting. This morning was only the second she'd had to deal with the morning sickness, but the shadowy fae soon found it was not only in the morning that she was plauged. It was any time of day, randomly, that she would keel over on the spot and empty the contents of her stomach onto the earth. 

So far, she'd managed to only throw up outside her den this morning - now, halfway through her patrol of the borders, she felt her belly flip. Groaning irritably, she rolled back on her haunches and bowed her shoulders, retching onto the border with a flick of her feathery tail. 
             Disgusting.