Verdant Basin Witches

For @Antigone :D I was thinking a Naturalist thread, but its up to you where this goes!

Amber didn't stray far from the safety of Silver Creek, but as the days wen't by and the more she thought, the less she really wanted to be "home". Thoughts of Dagfinn flooded her at first, but she stopped halfway to where they'd met before. It wasn't that she was overly tired - even if the hormones raging through her seemed to weigh heavy - she just didn't feel like now was the time. It was early, yes, and there was always the posibility that she was sick, but come on.... She'd mated twice with Grayday while she was in heat. There was no way she wasn't pregnant.  But telling Dag he could be a father was much different than telling him for sure she was: maybe it was the guilt of her manipulation that kept her from her mate, or maybe she was really just hoping Grayday would show up and didn't want to go far. Either way, she stopped at the basin in which she'd finally returned to Spring - too bad she didn't want to be under the rule of her sister anymore. 

Sprawling on her side with her paws dipping in the water, Amber's ocean eyes ventured up to the setting sun. So many options came from this situation: she could stay here despite her feelings, raise her kids as Silver Creek members; she could wait until Grayday came for her and go to Silvertip - whether or not the pups were still in her belly or they needed to be carried. The most appealing choice was, however, one that'd popped up just on her walk here: why not start her own pack? Grayday would lead beside her, should he come - Dagfinn she wasn't even sure would come, but if he did, what would happen? So many thoughts in one brain - Amber loosed a sigh and dipped her head to drink.