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 Here we are! Can we backdate to the 29th or thereabouts?
Word Count: 347. Worth 2 points.
Hanna tilted her head back in a howl calling for Mew. It was a cry filled with anguish and fear and confusion. The medic now needed the white femme's help as her niece had needed hers around a month and a half before. Hanna winced; she had not thought about the pups when she called out. Would Mew be able to come to the borders with three month-old puppies? She was not sure; the care of the little babies after they were out of their mother's womb but not yet self-sufficient was most definitely not her area of expertise.
Hanna's feet paced back and forth at the border. She did not want to burden the new mother, but she desperately needed to see her, too. What to do? It was not as though Hanna did not know the way to the house, but... If Haku caught her, she might not need to see Mew quite so badly once he was through with her.
Flattening her ears to her skull and whining, Hanna took the first few hesitant steps across the scent lines. Her ears flicked up and she opened into a dead run toward Wolfville. She just hoped that Haku was patrolling elsewhere. Her hand went to her abdomen, concealing the reason for her mad dash and her feeling of urgency in seeing Mew. Beneath her palm was a bump. Oh, not your average mosquito bite or the like, but a bump that Hanna had not had before. The kind that typically appeared when someone was carrying a child.
A tear leaked from Hanna's eye, quickly getting swept away on the wind. As much as she did not want to believe it, the unthinkable had happened: Hanna was pregnant with Jacquez' kids. After one night! Unsure of who to tell, she had run to the one person she thought would not be critical. After a relatively short run, Hanna came to the house and stopped, chest heaving for breath. She rapped gently at the door and then stood back and waited, her ears laid against her head.
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