Duskfire Glacier i just want you to get out

Lane's pregnancy had progressed nearly to its breaking point, and she had been consumed by the compulsion to move. To walk now, because all too soon her weeks of confinement would begin. 

Ooohh. Lane winced, halting for a moment to breathe through some belly pain-- that same old, nagging one the one that she had taken to mean that the pups were wrestling with her internal organs. When she had first felt the pain during her journey to Moonglow, Lane had come to the terrified conclusion that her contractions had started, and she was fated to give birth to half-formed pups all alone, far away from home. 

Thankfully, such a thing had not occurred, but each time the pain stabbed through her, Lane was reminded of those terrified moments. 

The pain passed, Lane opened her eyes. Oh! "Iana!"