Word Count :: 408 Hi! I suck. :> Also my timeline is messssssseeeeed up right now. ;~;
Though the woman moved slowly these days, misery wracking her body. Whatever pride this had given her earlier was dead and gone with the misery wracking her body. She did not understand how or why her mother -- or anyone, really -- would put themselves through this sort of thing multiple times. Her back ached, and there was not a shred of happiness in her anymore. All of the glow from her realization had faded, and now she was simply miserable. Worse, she did not make any attempt to hide her misery from her family, and she refused all their advances. She did not care anymore -- Larkspur was no longer in Dahlia de Mai, and she was resigned to these awful people for who knew how long.
She was still able to move, of course, and the sable-shaded woman had taken up refuge in the upper regions of Halcyon Mountain, sleeping outside. She didn't know if her mother had told anyone, and she honestly did not want to go back and face everyone yet. She knew heading toward Inferni would probably be the last time she was able to leave the territory until her children were born. A flash of pale-white fur in the distance caught the woman's eye, and she wrinkled her nose, lifting one brow as she watched a seemingly alone female play scout. Eris did not know of any wolves in this area, and it was curiosity that caused the sable-colored woman to approach, moving with gingerness. Her pregnancy was just beginning to show, visible to trained eyes -- or eye, in the case of her mother.
As she headed up the side of the mountain, the coyote hybrid scented a few more canines, and she hesitated a moment, reluctant to come across a hostile group. She wasn't ever in a real position to defend herself, and now she might as well be disabled, for her attitude. After a moment, she walked forward boldly, convinced the days of solitude had scrubbed most of the Infernian scent from her pelt. The hybrid hung back upon sighting a few adults and what seemed to be a basket carrying goods. She remained at a distance for a moment, and then walked forward rather boldly. “What's all this?” she asked, her tone more curious than anything. These wolves had a serious look about them -- maybe they were planning to attack Inferni? Good goddamn riddance, Eris thought bitterly.
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