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Perhaps it was simply hope that lingered, in the wake of her hormonal surge, but Chacal was optimistic. She would watch for any signs that her body allowed her to perceive. From the early, light fluttering in her abdomen to the more obvious signs like nausea. Thus far, she had nothing but a feeling but even that was enough. The brightness of her mood, too, was something she'd felt this early on in her first pregnancy. 

Her ears flicked forward when Mireille asked her about the experience. She did feel a light twinge of envy when she was told that her sister had approached Meerkat already about the topic, but it warmed her heart, too, to know that Mireille had bonded with Meerkat, and trusted her to speak of such things. In the wake of all that had just transpired, Chacal found it difficult to give Mireille a simple answer. 

"It is. You feel...Alive, wid so much energy,
An' it makes you feel longing to be free.
An' when you find de one you desire...
...Well, it is a feeling dat sets your body on fire." She said with a light laugh. It did indeed feel good, when she blocked out all other obstacles. She was quick to ensnare, but also very quick to lose. Both Arric and Ashlar had gained more from her than she'd initially intended to give, but now she felt withdrawn from both- and happier for it. 

"Maybe, it is a good t'ing," Chacal said. 
"Mine will come in early Spring-
if yours be later, per'aps dey come in early fall,
Not 'aving dem all at once may be a blessing to us all," She laughed again. After all, if all potential mothers in the pack were pregnant around the same time, they would be over-run with newborns.