Blacktail Deer Plateau hold her down with soggy clothes and breezeblocks

Only a delay—she hummed softly, internalizing her thoughts on the matter. Did she need to suppress this year? There had been seasons when her heat had never even come to pass—almost as if stress had subdued it naturally.

And… would it be the worst thing, if it did come, this year?

She crushed the thought, her lips pulling back in sad understanding to the woman’s words. “I’ll keep an eye out,” she mused, disliking the topic but knowing the emotional well-being could come to play here. “This is perfect for now. Thank you.” She paused, muzzle canting. “Arsenio and Tamar are the leaders of Epoch. I can bring these to my pack and return with our bartered items—and perhaps if you think your leader would be interested, perhaps a promise to meet?”