Fuzzied to early Spring
Had it already been a turn? It had felt like far shorter a time with that, especially now that Jezebel had her dayling cubs - now of course, not exactly cubs but almost grown day whers - to preen over. But Jezebel had been growing proddier than ever recently, losing pacience with Mykel and pack members and sometimes even her own now-grow cubs. It wasn't until Mykel caught Jezebel snapping at the flanks of the poor male she had just been flirting with that Mykel recognized the old signs - it seems it was nigh time for Jezebel to Run again.
He informed Micah and Sheila as soon as he was certain, but for now there was nothing to do but wait. At least this time Jezebel was far more certain of herself, and she strode through the day wher pavilion like a queen, haughtily flirting with or bossing around any male that would tolerate her. Mykel had to pity the poor pack males who had to put up with it, but at least Jezebel was less agressive this time, limiting her more spirited outbursts to quick nips to the flanks or grazes of her teeth.
It was early in the morning, the sun was just barely starting to rise, when Mykel sat up. Now? he asked his rose wher, only to get a wordless, frustrated, confirmation. Jezebel was alreadyoutside pacing. It was all too likely she had been ready to Run sometime during the night, but opted to hold off just a little bit until the sun began to rise. Huh, so she had grown. Mykel sent his wher a few quick thoughts of affection before yawning and rolling out of bed, nudging his room into partial cleanliness and unlocking his door. Wouldn't be long now.
Jezebel had had enough of waiting. She stretched once before marching out of the day wher pavilion and out away from the walls of the hold. Come on boys. she projected to all within range. It's time for a Chase.
(One round, open to everyone including NPCs! Mykel has his door open, and, uh, let's say posts by next friday? Thanks all!)