03-01-2008, 03:29 AM
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Set March 3, if that's okay
She put her hand to her belly, frowning. She felt so weird in werewolf form, with this weight. It wasn't a lot of weight, that much was true, but it was enough for her to begin to notice a change. She could tell more when she was in wolf form, though; she felt more bulky. At least this way she didn't have it hanging down. Gravity made it even worse. Dierdre sighed, yanking the door to the shop open. Maybe she'd find something more suitable in here.
Ever since she had spoken with Deuce and Soran, since they'd told her what her symptoms had meant, she had been looking for some soft things. She didn't want deer pelts or rabbit furs...those didn't feel right. She wanted something even softer. The place that she was going into now she had searched around for, a search that had taken the better part of the day. A fabric shop. Everything would be dusty, but that was okay. She could clean it.
Dierdre hadn't told Pilot yet about what was going to happen--she wasn't sure about it herself. But she knew that she couldn't keep it a secret for long...he visited Deuce sometimes, and maybe Soran would come across him if she came back to Storm to see Dierdre. One of them could tell him. Really, she wasn't even sure why she hadn't told him yet. It had been two days since she had learned of it herself, and she had seen him several times. She just wasn't sure how to bring it up. She had thought that the herbs would prevent her from becoming pregnant. Naniko had said that they would last for a while. That was why she hadn't been worried about what she had done with Samael, and then with Pilot. She hadn't wanted pups, not yet. What would she do when they came? She didn't know how to be a mother.
She put her hand to her belly, frowning. She felt so weird in werewolf form, with this weight. It wasn't a lot of weight, that much was true, but it was enough for her to begin to notice a change. She could tell more when she was in wolf form, though; she felt more bulky. At least this way she didn't have it hanging down. Gravity made it even worse. Dierdre sighed, yanking the door to the shop open. Maybe she'd find something more suitable in here.
Ever since she had spoken with Deuce and Soran, since they'd told her what her symptoms had meant, she had been looking for some soft things. She didn't want deer pelts or rabbit furs...those didn't feel right. She wanted something even softer. The place that she was going into now she had searched around for, a search that had taken the better part of the day. A fabric shop. Everything would be dusty, but that was okay. She could clean it.
Dierdre hadn't told Pilot yet about what was going to happen--she wasn't sure about it herself. But she knew that she couldn't keep it a secret for long...he visited Deuce sometimes, and maybe Soran would come across him if she came back to Storm to see Dierdre. One of them could tell him. Really, she wasn't even sure why she hadn't told him yet. It had been two days since she had learned of it herself, and she had seen him several times. She just wasn't sure how to bring it up. She had thought that the herbs would prevent her from becoming pregnant. Naniko had said that they would last for a while. That was why she hadn't been worried about what she had done with Samael, and then with Pilot. She hadn't wanted pups, not yet. What would she do when they came? She didn't know how to be a mother.