Swiftcurrent Creek rattling your ground

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"Pack of assholes, remember?" How could she have forgotten? Eshe grimaced at the reminder and took another step back. "Yeah, I remember," she replied, her voice quiet and full of hurt. "Thanks. I'll do my part." She shook her fur to steel her nerves, glanced over his shoulder, and towards the path leading back to her den.

”I should get going—I shouldn't be out and about in my condition." The days ahead would be in isolation; there was too much risk going out all willy-nilly. "If you need me, I'll be at my den. I've picked a plot of land to start a garden and need to get some herbs planted—I'll pay a visit to @Arlette and get her input." Eshe briefly fixed him with a longing look, unable to contain the whine that slipped from his lips. Despite everything, she still wanted him—but she couldn't have him.

”See you around." Defeated, she turned and went home, deciding to take the path that bent away from him.