Broken Boulder seven devils

She did not notice the merle woman's approach until she chuffed, revealing herself from between the wildflowers.  Lanawyn's brow raised as she surveyed the form of the heavily pregnant Queenie, and allowed her to approach at her own leisure.  Greetings.

She remembered the General's discussion with her brother, how Queenie had complained until she was promoted — something she didn't agree with and had distaste for, especially with how inconsequential ranks were in the sanctuary.  But.. maybe it was hormones.  If Lanawyn was that fat, she'd be mad too.  How are you?