It was odd that she had wandered so far from her home; she couldn't say what had driven her. Perhaps it was simply a desire to see a little more of the world, or an urge to escape the oppressively heavy cloud of grief that hung over the Veil. Regardless, though...she had found herself near the Cartel's border - close enough that she could faintly smell the scent of the underpopulated AntiClan. Her lip curled slightly at the idea: she hated the Cartel, and had ever since she'd met Chesh and learned more about the group. She felt that they treated individuals as disposable, and she loathed the mercenary fashion in which they conducted themselves. But she hadn't fully realized where they lived, and now she let out a soft hiss as she realized how close she was to her least favorite group. Disgusting. Bast thought, turning hastily around and beginning to trot away. Beneath her, her steadily growing stomach swung slightly, as she unwittingly went further and further from their father's residence.
hey! hope you don't mind that i made this <3
feel free to have sterling do whatever - he'll probably recognize her from his fling with the body's previous occupant, but i'd imagine he'll be horrified at her visible pregnancy