Whitefish River It's a magical feeling that no one's got a hold

An ear flicked to the approaching footsteps, a glance only warranted when she caught the healer's voice on the wind. It felt strange to receive a compliment, especially now that her stomach was swelling. The roan woman huffed a chuckle before pushing herself up to properly look at Speedy, I can't say I feel lovely, but it's gotten better. Nausea was the least of her concerns now. Only some unfortunate mornings had her head swimming, but for the most part, aches replaced the inconvenience. I've grown sore lately. I can feel them stealing my energy, luckily food has not been an issue.