But I put it out of my mind Long enough to call it courage To live without a lifeline
Aquene had been brooding in a silent panic ever since her scent had begun to change. What did she know about rearing cubs? What did she know about giving birth? Well, actually she knew quite a bit about giving birth… she hadn’t missed the fact that she wasn’t the only one in the pack whose scent had changed either and it left a feeling of dread and fear in her stomach. She felt wholly unprepared. She was hardly a loquacious girl. She didn’t like speaking, especially not to strangers despite what some would come to believe. She didn’t even know if there was anyone she could turn to in order to talk about this.
So instead, she buried herself in her work. When she wasn’t buried in her work, she fretted about it. The anxiety liked to build up in her chest and she’d do what she could to calm it. What a mess she had gotten herself into. She knew her mother ought to be ashamed of her, running off and then getting pregnant by the first man she came across during her first heat. God, it was embarrassing, wasn’t it? She didn’t even want to think about what her dad would say if he could see her now. The idea just brought heat to her cheeks. She was tucked away in the den she had been clearing out for herb storage, gnawing on a rabbit as she once again contemplated her poor life choices.