Swiftcurrent Creek just lady things

Having Bazi practically attached to her hip was far from irritating, and Paarthurnax was more than glad for the company. She'd missed her friend dearly and the more time they spent together, the more she realised just how foolish it had been to pursue a new life with Shadow. There had been nothing wrong with the one she'd created in Swiftcurrent, where she had been surrounded by wolves she considered family, and Paar was beyond thankful for her second chance.

More than anything, she appreciated that her pups would live. She knew that it was common practice for lone, pregnant female to be either turned away or have their litter destroyed, so Paar was lucky that her children would know the love and acceptance of their pack-mates. She still did worry that some might resent them, considering who their father was and the resources they would require.

She lay sleepily at the den's entrance, her muscles and bones aching from carrying so much extra weight around for the entire morning. Paar was also content with her full belly, and eager to doze now that shed eastern her fill. But Bazi had other ideas, and commented on the desert wolfess' humongous belly. A copper eye cracked open, and Paarthurnax smirked in amusement at her comrade as she stretched her tied forelimbs out before her. "You are a curious one," the crimson beauty said, flopping onto her side. "Ask me that question again when they've been nursing for a few days."