Arrow Lake strode through the gates, defiant in every stride

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blodreina, for all her stubbornness, realizes that her time until she gave birth was waning and though she loathes the idea of being trapped underground she takes the afternoon — overcast and drizzling lightly on and off — away from her waddling and marking along the borders to begin the grueling search for prime baby birthing real estate. the truth was, she has no idea what she's looking for ...what she should want or what even made a practical birthing den. she tries to call back to when she was a cub but that was so long ago now and her memories of that time were long gone. so, she starts with the basics: somewhere as close to the middle of the territory as she could find; she sticks to the heart of arrow lake, and already peeked in and turned her nose up at a few abandoned fox dens. someplace secluded: she isn't going to want a lot of thru traffic because she gets prickly and she has a feeling her prickly personality is going to hit extreme when she has helpless newborns to protect.

she knows her history with being trapped in small spaces, thanks to her previous experiences with claustrophobia. though she tries to assure herself that maybe it wouldn't be as bad as she fears. she did alright when she'd been trapped with @Ingram *insert smirk emoji here*. someplace with a lot of space. enough for her, for the babes to grow and tumble around in until it was time to move them to a rendezvous den, and ingram, she assumes ( if he wants, they didn't talk that specific yet ). and so far, it sounded like a pretty solid foundation to start with, she thinks — but she's inevitably faced with the unwelcome realization that she doesn't know what she's doing and she's just pulling from her common sense hoping that it's enough to balance out her complete and utter inexperience in the motherhood department.