Luneshale Pass Rise and reign.

The next time she paused, she dropped her head to sniff at an old marker before scratching a forepaw over it. When she raised her head again, she did a double take. A woman strode her way, her fur pale and her sides round. Towhee’s orange gaze fixed on those swollen flanks as she gingerly rotated her body to face the approaching woman.

She didn’t know anyone here aside from Soto and Fiamma. Surely there must be others… but who else but the Segundo would’ve knocked up this lady? Towhee knew she was being a busybody by wondering, though in her defense, any children Soto sired would be Bushtit’s baby siblings. So that kind of made it her business.

But instead of saying anything about it, Towhee only offered, Hey, and then, What brings you to the borders? The “in your condition” left implied.