February 20, 2015, 09:38 AM
(This post was last modified: February 20, 2015, 09:38 AM by Thistle Cloud.)
You did very well. Hello!
Thistle stirred from her position on the ground. Taking a deep gulp of air, as the bile came up from her stomach. She panted a bit, she had forgotten how awful the first few weeks of pregnancy were. She looked down, as a smile curved her smile. It was not obvious to any but her yet, but she could swear she saw a small belly beginning. Perhaps, because this was her second litter she was showing quicker, or maybe it was just her imagination in her pride.
Placing one paw in front of the other, she slowly pushed herself to her feet. Standing still, to stop the churning in her guts. She slowly walked towards the borders. Her head held high, her tail above her back. She had hoped that Ragnar would take back some of the mantle, when it became clear she was pregnant. But he had been so feverish in his patrol of the borders, and hunting. She wasn't even sure if he knew she was pregnant yet.
She stood in front of the she wolf, her head high, her tail upright, and she hoped her face was pleasant. Though she may very well look sour, trying to keep from throwing up. Hello. What brings you to the Bay friend?
Thistle stirred from her position on the ground. Taking a deep gulp of air, as the bile came up from her stomach. She panted a bit, she had forgotten how awful the first few weeks of pregnancy were. She looked down, as a smile curved her smile. It was not obvious to any but her yet, but she could swear she saw a small belly beginning. Perhaps, because this was her second litter she was showing quicker, or maybe it was just her imagination in her pride.
Placing one paw in front of the other, she slowly pushed herself to her feet. Standing still, to stop the churning in her guts. She slowly walked towards the borders. Her head held high, her tail above her back. She had hoped that Ragnar would take back some of the mantle, when it became clear she was pregnant. But he had been so feverish in his patrol of the borders, and hunting. She wasn't even sure if he knew she was pregnant yet.
She stood in front of the she wolf, her head high, her tail upright, and she hoped her face was pleasant. Though she may very well look sour, trying to keep from throwing up. Hello. What brings you to the Bay friend?
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