Ravensblood Forest Tradition

The Vicera howled from a clearing a few miles from Sacrarium's dens, calling for her mate @Avery Cruor. She was finally sure - she was expecting. She had awoken that morning and promptly gotten sick as soon as she'd left the dens to relieve herself. So, she took the day off from patrolling, and instead laid in the sunny clearing, atop a rock that she'd cleared of snow. It was cold, but not terribly so, and she awaited her mate, a nervous excitement beginning to bubble up in her chest. They were going to have their first litter... so far, things were going well, despite the cards they'd all been dealt.