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She was growing heavier and heavier with child; New Snow knew not when the time would be that she bore cubs, only that with each passing day that it grew closer. The summons was one she could still answer, however—she lingered before one of the sites her mate had showed her, often drifting between them as of late as she began the process of determining her place to whelp. 

The she-wolf approached, keeping her posture respectful toward their Wealda. A swipe of her tongue to her cheek would be offered (unless nipped away). She walked in a self-assured manner, confident in her place here among her family—the alpha female amongst that number in her mind, and so too her siblings. Her maternal instincts were that much stronger as of late! 

While mindful of the woman’s place, New Snow walked with a different sort of air since the Caru departed. Until she returned, New Snow opted to behave the caretaker to all—assimilating as she must. New Snow had no designs to steal her place—once Blood Spot returned, New Snow would again adjust. 

She stepped alongside her mate and pressed her muzzle affectionately beneath his own, huffing a warm breath of greeting.