Arrow Lake [m] i'm using all my strength to get out of this hole

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@Viinturuth

For years now, River had sequestered and viciously defended herself whenever her body decided it was time to conceive. And there had come many times, multiple times each year, every one of them too imperative to be suppressed. She had warred valiantly against this cardinal demand for a mate and children she did not want and could not quash the bodily desire for. But her prime physical condition, the directives of her body, cared nothing for her mental wellbeing. No amount of depression could dampen the unwanted fire.

It was always there, lurking, only waiting to make things worse.

This time it started as she set paws on the land she knew as the former territory of Diaspora. It was dark, and windy, carrying her scent like pollen-laden bees ready to land on the next flower. The ground swirled with mist, and a cloud-dressed moon peeked coyly at its own reflection in the lake. River stood lakeside, sating one thirst while ignoring the other.