Heron Lake Plateau Spherical

Oooooooooof.

Camilla wanted to die. No, she wanted to sleep. No, she wanted a bath and a foot rub. Nnnno... yes, but not in that order. Oh, she didn't know what she wanted! But the ground hurt everywhere and standing hurt everything and she was getting so very very very fat!

How many do you think are in there? queried a familiar voice, which earned Camilla's attention. Anything was better than fixating on her swollen belly. Except that Towhee, as she came upon Camilla and gave her a look over, proceeded to remind her of her status.

Each additional name earned a bigger huff, until Camilla merely rolled her eyes and leveled an emphatic, are ya done? raise of her brows at the other wolf. Then she plopped down to her haunches, and spent the next few minutes fidgeting. I don't knowwww. Mmmn, I'm so big, and they're so pushy, and my feet hurt!

Bitch, moan, bitch, moan -- it came tumbling out, the first words she'd said in days, sounding as sharp as a balloon losing air.