Winter had begun the laborious task of taking its leave; snow had become less prevalent in the lower reaches of the mountains yet the peaks remained as cold as ever. She had been acutely aware of spring's imminent approach, after all. Perhaps any other wolf might have seen the bleakness of the sky as definitively winter and yet, she knew the season's tide would change soon. How could she not? She had been watching her sides grow outwards seemingly nonstop for weeks; now, they stuck out if not a little awkwardly behind her ribs. Her plush fur did little to disguise the obvious signs of pregnancy.

It had been difficult, in a sense, to keep up with her own body. Between regularly pacing the mountain and lower regions to maintain a level of fitness, she had grown a ravenous hunger unlike anything she had seen when she had been expecting Galileo and Pandora. That in itself had been hard enough to keep up with - she had even resorted to burying herself a small cache of food several feet away from her primary den, and that had to mean something: nobody wanted to voluntarily eat dirt covered leftovers, right? It made her quietly happy, though. It meant things had been going well. It meant her body was still doing what it had to do and, hopefully, that meant the pups within her were doing the same.

Still, it had an even more unusual side effect: she craved company. Perhaps it had been residual from all the time she spent alone hunting or roaming and yet, she had awoken with an insatiable need to talk or listen. Anything, really. Be it a stranger or her closest companion - it didn't matter. She simply needed. Who better to go to, then, then the very source of that need? Pan, after all, had certainly done his part in all of this. It only made sense that she sought him out as the run rose to its peak, the late winter warmth of it all too enjoyable. It hadn't been that difficult to find him; when his scent failed, her instincts had a way of filling in the blanks. And so she had found him and without hesitation, she had loped to his side, leaning her side into his own as she felt the pups within give a stout kick of agitation.

"Would you like to make a bet on how many there are this time?"

She flashed him a challenging grin, a brow rising up in curiosity. She had a good idea, or at least a good guess, on what to expect but what of Pan? He had such a scientific mind... she had to wonder if he could work it out. But, she knew the fun of it all would be short lived. She had come for company, yes, but there were... other things on her mind, as there always was.