Dragoncrest Cliffs Possum Kingdom

LOL I mean, I'd forgotten that was a thing until you pointed it out :')

Her pace was slower than usual, due to the swaying of her belly. Still, the movement felt right; when she gave in to the temptation to rest, her back ached, and the children became restless and agitated. Her pace rocked them gently, creating a lull in all of the squirming and kicking. They moved with her, then- and it felt less like they were desperately trying to find a way out. 

A call rang out, brief and bold. There was a tone to it that Chacal recognized as a trait of youth, and it brought a faint, yet tired smile to her lips. She could give her time to young women, especially those seeking refuge. 

The one who had come to the borders had striking looks- quite small, but wiry and tough. She had the look of a scrounger, lean and hungry. She looked upon the young wolf with curiosity, tinged with some mild approval; an appreciation for a life won by hard work. 

"You 'ave reached de borders of Sapphique;
what is it you 'ave come to seek?"