Redsand Canyon (M) The needle.

The woman’s exclamation brought a hint of amusement to her eyes. She hoped the Matrona was not mad for revealing the nature of her condition… especially to such a new wolf. Aquene was unaware of the close friendship between the lady before her and Ruenna. “I did not tell you that, however… the Matrona never explicitly told me to keep it a secret, but she also did not tell me I could tell others.” She explained once more.
 
Of course, with her heat settling in, the pack would soon know anyway. Still, Aquene felt like she was dealing with insider information, and she herself was in terrible violation of HIPPA in that moment. “Yes, she is. She is hoping to conceive with the Imperator.” She offered simply. It felt weird to call them anything other than by their formal titles which is when the nickname stuck out to her. She carefully placed the poultice over her connection points for the limbs: shoulders and hips. It would no doubt be of the most use there. “Do you know the Matrona well? I’ve never heard anyone here call her Rue before.” She felt proud for successfully avoiding any more prying questions about herself.