freedom has a scent
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Anya ran through the woods, letting the wind rush through her fur. Lords, but that felt wonderful. She grinned, letting her tongue flop out of her mouth.

She paused at the hot springs, making an impressive picture. Since coming to Phoenix Valley in the early summer, she had filled out considerably, her muscle tone more defined now that she had a steady source of food. Her fur was darker, tipped with silver in her maturity. The steam rose up around her, the birds chirping quietly in the background.

A howl of pain rose of through the air, ripping the peace to shreds. The birds scattered, flying frantically through the branches, effectively silenced.

Anya bolted, effectively startled herself. She dashed towards the howl, images of Xeris being injured running through her corn fuzzled head. ooc, yes i did that on purpose She remembered the attack on Xeris that had brought the female and Pendzez closer together.

Stopping suddenly, she thought of something....oh dear. Xeris must be having her pups. Anya glanced around, looking for a patch of lavender. That would help calm the female and relax her body enough to help give birth to the pups.


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