Hushed Willows I don’t know what’s wrong with me

The scent of another woman in heat drew Reverie from her den, bristling faintly as she tested the air. Her first thought was Reina — but the scent wasn't hers at all. No, it was one of the women who had accompanied Kukutux. Not so much a threat, then, but a threat nonetheless. There were more than a few bachelors in Hearthwood, and Reverie had no intention of losing any of them to the lure of heat and the consequences that followed.

She found the woman alone among the willows, nowhere near the others from Moonglow. She reached around to smooth her ruffled hackles before she approached. Hello, Reverie called out softly. Minnow, right? The woman was older than herself, she realized; she hoped that would make this an easy conversation. Maybe there was even a man waiting for her back at Moonglow.