Deepwood Weald Let these bones be the giver

As to not feck with timelines too much, I'd say her heat has passed by now so it doesn't get awkward at the borders :p - tagging for reference

The last week or so had she spent at Damien's side, finally fertile and ready to bear him the heirs they needed. It had almost been a kind of honeymoon for the alpha pair, hidden away in the dead of night and not often leaving each other alone, if at all. But all good things eventually came to an end, and so also her heat had passed. Now all there was left to do was pray she had gotten pregnant.

After the howl, Tulugak cawed and quickly joined Nyx as she padded towards the border. The voice had been Aries', she knew that much, and seeing it was at their borders there was either a potential recruit or something less fortunate... Tulugak's claws dug into her midnight fur and the Consort joined her ward's side, pressing her shoulder against his (if allowed to do so) as a silent thanks. Speckled tail raised somewhat modestly and her mismatched eyes landed on the young woman, the wound on her face immediately interesting. It looked swollen, perhaps infected (and if not already would probably easily be if not kept clean) but otherwise she seemed in a good enough state. Greetings. Nyx greeted with a small dip of her head, eyes now wandering to Aries, in the hopes he would explain the situation, and then to the red-spined woman.