Fox's Glade my knees are cold

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though the meadow was thick with prey, nanuralaaq found herself wandering, as one typically does. it was to the glade that she returned, where she had reunited with @Dolce, who would find himself stuck in her mind as of late. she let pale paws carry her nimble, thickly-coated body as her reminiscent thoughts drifted away from her.

thinking back to how @Cole had said that both @Towhee Jr and @Ameline were pregnant. the latter did not surprise her in the slightest, and she supposed that she could not judge the former, for she barely knew the young woman. instead, some sort of maternal instinct had budded its way into her heart, and now it frequented her mind often. she considered, then, if dolce would ever be interested in having children.

deep down, she hoped that he did, for if he did not, she would have to search for another, as was that not the whole point of her travelling to these lands? to branch out, to continue the legacy of the waterdivers and the snowpelts? the seal and the ox? but nanuralaaq knew that, no matter what dolce did or did not want, parting from him would be difficult, and so she would refuse to, even if it meant sacrificing a part of herself.

sighing, the snowwoman shook the thoughts from her head, and laid herself within the glade, rolling first to her side, then to her back ; looking forwards at the treetop ahead.

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