OOC jibbles
Her stomach swelled as the time passed, noticeable now to all who had functioning eyes in their sockets. It was not as huge as when she had been within Anathema and carrying four small furry bundles but it was certainly unmissable. Inside the town hall Gemma Sawtooth hugged her rounded stomach lovingly, getting an answering kick from one of the lives she carried. Gemma had generally kept to herself throughout the pregnancy, but she was not as alone as she once was even though she was still the social equivalent of an outcast. Sometimes she saw Light, though those had been less and less frequent he was still so sick and didn't want to infect her, and she sometimes spoke to the coyote hybrid Io quietly. And of course Tamai Waki was never ever far away from her, he was almost always by her side, she was glad for his presence the most.
She seldom thought of Matteo in these light filled days while she waited impatiently to see her little ones. It wasn't that she had forgotten him, the pain in her heart refused to let her but there were more important things to focus on now. The pups who's father's wouldn't be known until they were born and even then it might not ever be certain, they came first, always. Though her heart and soul longed for him, just like it longed desperately for her other twelve children she just couldn't let it distract her from taking care of herself.
Frodo's disappearance was hardly noticed by herself, she was keeping her hopes up so much, somehow managing to avoid the trap that she had fallen into before. She ate enough food, did gentle exercise and made sure she slept often, sitting down if she felt tired or stressed, not pushing herself. The opposite of everything she did in Anathema. It wasn't far away now that she would birth them and see if her efforts had been in vain or not. It was one of those rare occurrences where Tamai was not with her so she was alone as she gathered up her staves, preparing to practice her fire dances again, she almost dropped them in surprise though when she stepped out of the town hall and saw Frodo sat there waiting by the Great Fire, her tail set to throwing itself back and forth at the return of her friend and lover? Maybe?
She didn't run up to hug and greet him, they weren't that friendly but her voice was warm, Frodo! It's so nice to see you back."
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