Bearclaw Valley seminole wind

Hormones were everywhere, unfortunately for Blondine. The breeding season was coming to a close, and she still hadn't gone into estrus like the others. Probably for the best, she thought; Xan didn't seem to know how to control himself around receptive femmes and she was in no shape or motherhood. In fact, Blondine was just fine caring for everyone else's litter without the commitment of having to feed them and clean them and help them go poo. 

@Laurel didn't seem to want Blondine's help just yet, and that was fine; she wasn't comfortable caring for her where their relationship stood. Fixing that bond was going to be a priority, come time for the births. 

On this day, Blondine's mind was more focused on being a hunter than a caregiver; like Reigi, performing an actual hunt didn't seem to be in the cards. It's a sortin' kinda day, huh? she cooed as she closed in on the girl, quickly immersing her face into the meat pile.