She hardly felt great, she knew already she would be slowed down. Swollen paws and queasiness aside she knew she would be not as good as she normally was with hunts, but she felt she could still help. She would let Dexter provide for her as much as he wanted, but not without help until she simply couldn’t move anymore or proved to be too much a liability that she couldn’t even hunt a rabbit without getting in the way. She hardly wanted to be a burden upon him though, she knew what he actually felt towards her, but part of her felt like he was holding himself back. After all even after saying what he said they still, well, ended up in this situation. She wasn’t hurting now, she felt some part of her understood what he might be going through. After all she was torn between imprint and heart, but Levi was gone, Dexter was here, he was the father of her children and was trying to take care of her and them. She knew he cared about her, maybe loved her, but he also cared for the other girl.

If Levi came back she knew she would feel the same, but she wasn’t sure that she would ever be more with him. She would love him if he returned, but she wasn’t sure if it would be romantic. It never was when he was around, more of a protective ferocity over one another. Perhaps it would stay that way if he returned, maybe he even would understand. Right now though she was caught up with the aztec male walking beside her, pleading with her again to stay behind, to think of the children.

She had, she weighed the chances of them, her, getting hurt, but she would be forced to do things without him would she not? She stopped as if to consider that, to ‘think’ on it for a moment then continued bouncing off. It wasn’t that she was careless, just confident. ”I won’t get in the way.” She mouthed slowly to him, but basically insuring him that she was going along anyway he like it or not.

And not certainly seemed to be the way he felt.

Her body rose and fell with the silent chuckles, before smiling and looking thoughtfully off into the distance. Thinking about that, if they got her hard-headed streak, not that their father wouldn’t at all contribute to that either. They would surely be fantastic, she knew that right away. Her mother always said she was a princess, she could do whatever she wanted if she put her mind to it. These children surely could go on and be something great. She only knew the stories of her grandfather, she knew much more of her grandmother, and she hoped even though she couldn’t speak that someday she could tell Dexter more tales of her family. Perhaps over food she would try to teach him of her family. No matter what though she knew they would have their paws full. With Tuari and Dexter’s energy, they were basically doomed before walking out of the gate.

She kept him on track though, finally he seemed to admit to defeat saying that it was fine if she went but if she got a single scratch on her she wouldn't be allowed to leave the den. She gave a firm nod to agree to his terms, before fully focusing herself in looking for the gang of turkeys she knew lived around here. It wasn’t that they were particularly a bold bunch, but they did stick together. Their young were grown though, they only had themselves to protect and often in these groups it simply meant everyone was out for themselves.

She nodded when he asked if she found anything and started her wobbly lope off towards a small clearing she figured they would be settling themselves into. She knew where all kinds of prey liked to hide themselves this time of year. Soon she found herself stopping suddenly as she saw the first birds. She didn’t see any gobblers, but she certainly saw plenty of hens about. She wasn’t out to get a huge bird though, just a nice meal that maybe she could share between herself and Dexter. Since he wanted to keep her so safe though she would let him pick and lead the way. She looked at him tilting her head before taking a few very slow steps back and waiting.