getting ready - open; gathering water

[rhosmari]

LIKE WHAT YOU SEE? THEN YOU GOT GOOD VISION
BOY, THIS BEAT HITS SO DIFFERENT.

Just a couple of days later she was back up and working again. Even after she had been told that she was pregnant and that her cubs were coming soon she was back up and going. Her belly was well swollen and her paws felt the weight of it but she felt like she had no time to just sit around and do nothing. With the heat continuing they all needed to work hard and do their part to try and survive this. Breathing hard she had left the house early that morning, fighting her nausea and making her way back and forth with what she could find to gather water. The day she allowed for herself to take a breather was the day she had started using skins to make small containers to hold water. Leather pouches she had sewn together with a bone needle and thick straps of leather. With these and bowls and leather jugs she was ready to get to work. Making her way with as many containers she could carry she began the walk to the nearest water source. A small lake that was much more clean than the swamp waters.

To her dismay though it was looking rather low. The bottom nearly visible. "How long will this last?" She muttered to herself as she started to fill the containers. Water and food would become rare for them and the idea of asking for help was on her mind now. They may not make it much longer if things did get worse and she had a feeling that it would get worse before it would get better. Shifting her large stomach she leaned down to get a drink herself but not too much as she knew they needed to conserve what they had.

— Reggan