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Mirren ! surprise fred
Kite was growing in girth, and had been spending a lot of her time with her mate and nesting. She would pace around, fret, and go back and lay down. She was restless. It was relatively clear by now that what she and Mirren had done resulted in their future together. She suffered weight gain, but no sickness as of yet. To say she was self conscious was an understatement; she was as she had never in her life been before, and doing activities that she had always done were different.
So, on this day, Kite was sulky. Her mood swings were something to look out for, and the past week there had been no sang-froid for her. Presently, the wolf paced back-and-forth, cramping and whimpering grumpily. She did not know what the real issue was, except for the fact that she was nervous. Nervous, feeling thicker than usual and so, not so herself, and cramping.