Phoenix Maplewood I once ate a Twix bar with the wrapper on it

@Artyom had told her the news soon after he'd met the young male at the borders. it had taken her longer than she'd hoped to finally seek him out, however; her pregnancy is apparent now and the early symptoms have only intensified. this pregnancy lacks the shooting pains of the last one, and yet her appetite, and nausea, seem both to have increased. 

in any case, she finds the scent soon enough; making out an unfamiliar silhouette that can only be the man that had grown from the pup she'd once known. the huntress pauses a short distance away, tail wagging already. "timberlake?" she calls, ears pressed forward and warmth gathering in her chest. she seemed to gain family just as quickly as she seemed to lose it, and though each disappearance hurt, she was coming to terms with the wayward nature of her kin.