I couldn't find him but I wanted to. I looked everywhere for him and I had a niggling that something was off. What was wrong? It bothered me in a way it shouldn't have, my hormones made worse by my own pregnancy. I carried very few puppies, probably just one judging by my belly. Many probably didn't even know I was pregnant because I didn't look it and that was okay with me. It meant I could keep it safer. Still, I trot away from the fields and towards the crags with my nose to the air and the soft wind tugging at my overlong fur. I am glad it is spring, glad that the world didn't die in winter. The warmth awakens me like nothing else and the scent of fresh game entices my stomach to a chance of food. I would wait for that until I returned to Diveen and my comfortable den where I was safe and secure.
A stream invites me to stop and sip. Rest for a while, it murmurs, and I oblige, leaning down to drink my fill and then simply sitting there to stare at the world around me. I don't even see the woman come until she is by the stream and I jump, my hackles rising immediately because she resembles HER. Seline. My teeth flash but then I stare longer. This is not Seline, not my worst enemy. This is someone different. I see her standing there and then something odd happens. I can see two of her - she is there and she is here, and there before her are two puppies whining and whimpering and keening in pain. I gasp, my steel gray eyes flying up to hers and then to her belly. Could it be?