Dragoncrest Cliffs if the feeling don’t fit, you’ll just have to stick with it

Ever since she and Erzulie's conversation, Rosalyn had been meaning to catch Meerkat and have a conversation with her. Njord as well, but she recognized that he would be busy, children coming and others needing provided for already present. Motherhood was a waiting game, one that required company and distraction. Fatherhood was a game of preparation.

She was not in the den when Meerkat called, but she was right next to it. The space was too suffocating as the weather grew nicer and, now that they had experienced their first foray, oftentimes the pups could be watched outside.

Meerkat. How are you? She asked, coming around the stones that lined the entrance and appraising her. She looked to be well along - it wouldn't be long now.