Redtail Rise to the river—

his thrill only compounds hers. she presses back against his face to her belly, happiness leaving her in a gurgling, almost girlish giggle. when they separate, she shakes her head at the query, though the gesture is brief and somewhat noncommittal.

a moon, maybe, Avicus replies, lifting her shoulders in a shrug. yes. . .a full moon had come and gone since laying with Prophet, Tulimaq and Augur.

how much more will she change? she thinks of the vixen, her stomach so distended. 

maybe it will be a hindrance. but only temporary.

how many? she asks, wondering if Ashlar could even tell. the more the better, for practicality's sake.