Nimbus Summit emergence

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Calida was about three weeks along in her potential pregnancy, and still nothing had changed. She thought she would see something by now, and she felt the stirrings of sorrow. Was she really going to grieve for something that might have never existed? With a low growl, she pushed herself to her paws, then left the den that had been prepared for her in the arlathan; despite pack custom, she had not yet allowed @Iota within. She liked him well enough, but they were not mates, no matter what feelings she might have for him. Her whelps... their whelps, if they existed... they came first.

Out in the sun now, she caught scent of another female, one she'd not yet met, and she twisted about to see her picking through some herbs. Calida cleared her throat, to announce her presence.