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Fixed on continuing her rounds as usual, with the added hope of burning off some of her extra energy, she moved a single paw forwards. Then came to her ears the soft, chuffing call. Just for her. She recognized that voice anywhere. That scent too, so raw. As she turned to face him, Tzila found she didn't know what was more enticing. The Tundrian's own scent, or that of the freshly caught rabbit deposited at his paws.

Tips of blackened ears dipped down in a showing of appreciation, feathered tail tip fluttering. She hurried over to greet him, ducking down a little lower than normal. Her mannerisms were nothing short of excitable and affectionate as she circled him several times, and rather closely at that. Gently nudging or nosing at his fur. "Thank you, Wintersbane." She placed a paw over the rabbit, not moving to devour it. She would store it away and consume it later. After skinning it of course. Knowing that she would soon have tiny lives to look after, an ample supply of soft furs for them to cozy up on would be beneficial.

Pulling back to give themselves both some more space, she furrowed her brows for a second. "Overall, not too badly. I'm taking more personal breaks than I care to. And my moods...they are all over the place." Silver eyes latched onto blue one's. "Last year I was much more nauseous and dizzy, but not this time. I think...no, I am sure I'm pregnant." A glimmer, a smile reached her eyes. Maybe those symptoms would come later, or not at all. If she got too concerned, or if he did, there was always a herbalist or medic nearby to consult.