Wheeling Gull Isle for what future may come

OOC:Backdated to the 7th. Mid morning. Takes place on the pebbled section of the beach. 
Den site reference below. @Astaroth


Tzila had been up early that day, and with good reason. Despite never having been pregnant before, some deeply rooted parental instinct urged her into action. Her belly was getting more swollen by the day, and already she could feel little jolts and kicks, telltale signs of the life within. Until now, she had been so busy stressing, so busy making sure she was on the same page with Astaroth, and then speaking with Hua, that she hadn't even thought of finding a suitable den site.

She needed to do so, and find one today. The dark woman wouldn't rest until she did, firmly dedicating the day to this single task alone. She would have a future, one she and Astaroth created together. They were of their blood, and already, the mother to be felt an overwhelming sense of protectiveness towards the little bundles. They were to have the very best and nothing else. Scarfing down not one, not two, but three giant mouthfuls of fish, Tzila satiated her hunger, if only temporarily. With the warming weather, she was keeping to the shade more and more, but she could not deny the pleasantness that radiated against her skin from the smooth pebbles lining this section of beach. Huffing, she arose. This wouldn't do, not at all. Her family needed a proper shelter, away from the exposure to the elements. Like a black inky streak, she hugged the tree line while beginning her house hunting.