Stone Circle Sister, you are going to be an aunt.

I would love that! <3 Also, Nanook definitely lacks social grace.

Nanook scoffed and whisked her tail in a single lash. "Of course we will." Even Nanook knew pack wolves didn't let each other starve. How much less, sisters. Still, she wondered how long before Desna found her belly too cumbersome to move. How fast did puppies grow? Desna had said another month, but that told her squat about how big they grew inside you before you couldn't carry them anymore.

The thoughts tumbled through her mind in the usual waterfall of noise, but Nanook didn't worry. The time would come - but not yet. Her sister could still move and hunt. "Do you want to hunt with me now?" She scuffed an antsy paw against the ground. For all she knew, the pups could pop in size that very moment, and she tacked on a blunt and hasty, "Before you get too fat."