Dragoncrest Cliffs Wild things

"That's all I do anymore," Wildfire pointed out after recovering from the brief episode. Despite her words, she immediately heeded her mate's command, slowly pushing her portly figure onto all fours and then shuffling toward the redwood. It pleased her that Thuringwethil seemed to have accepted it as her whelping den of choice. Out of both love and gratitude, she paused to snuffle gently against the Heda's cheek.

She then waddled back into the tree, grunting and sighing and making all manner of noises as she finally made herself as comfortable as possible. "Will you stay with me?" Wildfire asked even as her eyelids drooped tellingly. "You should get some sleep too. We won't be getting much of it once they're born. Well," Wildfire mused, "I guess you could always sneak away and catch some Zs. But I'll pout at you a lot if you do," she jested.