Bearclaw Valley You've got your passion

although it was cold outside, within she and cole's den, winslet had never felt so comfortable. her lover had left early in the morning, after he'd uttered a gruff goodbye and placed a kiss upon her forehead. in a perfect world, she wouldn't kept him there. all day, perhaps, just to bask in his affection and warmth. 

but he was a man of many responsibilities and winnie did not wish to hold him back. and so, she'd curled up in his spot where the ground was still faintly warm, and fell asleep with his scent to lull her. 

she dreamed of sweet things. spring to arrive and unthaw their home, where she could enjoy the water and all its life. a future that involved bundles of joy. she'd long ago knew that one day, she wished to rear pups. to be a mother would be the greatest accomplishment, and to have cole as her pups father...

well, it was beautiful. 

but dreams always come to an end. she stirred awake to a noise. a call, beckoning her from her home. her heart jumped in anticipation of cole having returned. with a whimsical smile, she unfurled and crawled from the den, eager to meet her man. 

only, she came face to face with no one other than ameline. gentle surprise scrawled across her soft features; the woman was practically glowing! soft and plumper were her regina's sides, her womb now a home to whelps. 

she felt joyous; she doesn't know much about her regina, but she was happy for her nonetheless! and perhaps a small part of her felt jealous, though she wouldn't dwell on such feelings. not when she had a visitor. 

"good afternoon, regina." she hummed softly, pleasantly. her tail swayed, friendly as always. why had ameline sought her out? or had she stumbled upon she and cole's home by accident? 

"you look beautiful," winnie smiled, referring to the woman's pregnant glow. "your pups will be healthy, i am sure of it! what can i do for you?"