Duskfire Glacier g*spy witchcraft

In the weeks that had passed since the impassioned coupling between her and Wintersbane, some things had changed and others hadn't. Around roughly this time last year, her body had again, experienced the early symptoms of pregnancy. It had been a rocky dizziness and a constant flipping of her stomach. This year was different. In their place were other symptoms, much fiercer than those she had experienced. So far, four times every hour, Tzila was forced to empty her bladder, made worse by her urgent thirst. Though annoying, it was nothing compared to her soaring emotions. The Shadow Queen was severely hormonal, going from highs to lows. No one, including herself, knew what sort of state she'd be in one minute or the next.

Also as in last year, she made it a point to keep busy. Active. She wasn't a woman who just sat around watching the clouds go by while others worked. Even up until the very end, when she could hardly move any further, she would keep mobile. Time would tell if this year, if her pregnancy would be a lean one, like her first, or different.

She was keenly aware, that after coupling with Wintersbane, and what she had said to him, and how, that it had not been solely influenced by her needy state. There was depth. Perhaps a little disturbingly, she found herself thinking of him in such ways more often that might be good for her. Every word, each breath shared between them that day, whispered and repeated itself dimly in her mind. Was it so wrong of her to want more than what she had been given? Than what she had? Those in the past would know Tzila was an ambitious creature. She saw little reason to settle now, after having lost so much.

On patrol, she maintained a nooses grip on the borders. She had already chased off two foxes and a coyote, releasing her pent up feelings to channel them into productive aggression. Shamelessly, she even stole the rightful prize of the lesser canine. A round, plump mouse, well fed by the spring bounty. It was just a snack, but one she gobbled down in a mouthful, before resuming her work. A raised hind leg and a high tail in a display of her self-imposed dominant state of mind gave way to her scent, laced with the barest traces of new life.