Nimbus Summit Teach Me Part.2

Grace had been on her way back from the cedar forest to look for borage. It was good for both fevers and to help nursing mothers with producing milk - both of which could be useful over the winter. She'd hoped to find a plant or two to bring back and replant -  even a good jawful of the leaves would be wonderful to dry and put in her den-cache - and she had succeeded in grabbing not just two but four. One, she could stock her den with, and the other three she could replant in hopes it would survive the Winter. 

Just as she was looking skybound to the summit, the long stemmed , sniffing curiously at a familiar scent, Heartha's call rent the air. The russet girls eyes went wide in surprise, but realizing that the older woman must've scented her first, Grace called back. Luckily, the white woman wasn't up any particularly steep places - even she could limp her way up the slopes. It wasn't long before Heartha came into view - and Grace's face morphed into first confusion then joy upon seeing her friends condition. As far as she could tell, the woman was only two or three weeks from birth. A grin split her face as she called out, jokingly, to the white femme. 

                           "Heartha! You better not be far from home, you look like you're about to pop!"