Swiftcurrent Creek fresh out the slammer
i’ve been the archer, i’ve been the prey
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After their fun, @Argent and Eshe parted ways, promising each other they'd meet back at the Hoshor Plains after telling their respective parties what had happened and how they were moving forward.

She had taken her time to return to Swiftcurrent Creek; her heat was long gone, and the morning sickness had already begun. Along the way, she washed herself in whatever body of water she could find. While Eshe didn't want to erase Argent's scent from herself, she didn't want to add insult to injury when confronting @Akavir.

Before seeking her husband, Eshe sought her garden, picked sprigs of whatever plants she thought would be helpful during her pregnancy, and wrapped the sprouts in a deer hide. She was quick to do this, and most likely missed some key items, but she didn’t want to get caught by one of her packmates.

When she was ready—or ready as she'd ever be—she stood upon the borders with the parcel between her paws and howled for Akavir.

We need to talk.
Messages In This Thread
fresh out the slammer - by Eshe - February 13, 2024, 05:47 PM
RE: fresh out the slammer - by Akavir - February 13, 2024, 09:08 PM
RE: fresh out the slammer - by Eshe - February 14, 2024, 08:59 AM
RE: fresh out the slammer - by Akavir - February 14, 2024, 03:25 PM
RE: fresh out the slammer - by Eshe - February 14, 2024, 04:26 PM
RE: fresh out the slammer - by Akavir - February 14, 2024, 04:40 PM