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Organa had elected to take the rest of the day for herself after her morning training session with Peregine. Normally she would continue to work on careful exercises to keep the rest of her body fit and ready to go whenever she finally rehabilitated enough to travel back out into the rogue lands to complete her mission.

The great white beast called pregnancy craving however had won out in the battle of importance today!

She sat as comfortably as she could at the water's edge of the small tide pools. Though she didn't have the agility or to catch the larger fish that most adults in the Bahari were use to but she had recently gotten strong enough to be able to pounce again on unexpecting crabs trying to feed on the shores.

They might have been no more than a bite, and she might have had to stick around here for hours just for lunch but at this point Organa wasn't in any position to complain. She was actually rather proud of the fact that she was starting to be able to hunt for her own food. It was a rather hopeful reminder that though it was a baby step forward it was still a welcomed step towards recovery!

Organa's mind was so preoccupied with her weak attempts at hunting crabs that she didn't even notice the two loud youngsters until she had suddenly went from being quite comfortable and dry to dripping wet in an instant, one of their large splashes overwhelming her entire body knocking the unsteady woman down to her side.

"Oh my gods!" She hissed as she slowly lifted herself up into a half-sit. With a shake of her head she casted an annoyed glare over to the two boys. "You two need to work on your depth perception and paying attention to your surroundings." She remarked as she lumbered herself back up to her feet. Course, she wasn't one to really talk if she allowed them to get close enough to bump into her without noticing.

At least she could put the blame on pregnancy brain!

With a wary sigh Organa waved off their apology. "Don't sweat it, just be more careful in the future." She murmured. There would be no point with going off on the two adols, they had already apologized which at the very least showed they knew they had made a mistake.

Cocking an eyebrow the gray lioness stepped forward towards the boys, focusing her attention to the paler of the two currently dancing on his toes. "Yes and no," She began as she started to pry off the upset crab from the poor lad. "I'm pregnant so most of this...fat is caused by the babies themselves, though I can't deny that some of it hasn't been put on due to over indulgence." She explained with a wry smile. Even once she gave birth Organa would have to kick herself into high gear in order to get back to her top physical shape that she was use to being in.

Alas, for now she would be packing on the pounds. Soon she was suspecting that people would have to roll her around on the sand from place-to-place!

Huh, so these were two of the kidlets that participated in the bizarre swimming ritual a few weeks back? Odd, she hadn't seen the two there, or for that matter, she hadn't seen the two before in her life! She had to wonder if it was simply because she was getting lax in her observing skills or if these two were so busy all the time getting into trouble that they weren't often found in the common areas?

Judging by their continued back-and-forth banter with each other she would guess the latter.

Now that she had peeled off the crabs from the poor adolescence Organa ungracefully plunked herself down with a thud onto her rear end, taking a huge chunk - shell and all! - from one of the crabs. Chewing thoughtfully for a moment she tapped the dead crustacean against her chin for a few moments. "Perhaps the ocean simply feels that you need to grow up more before it accepts you. As I understand it the ocean accepting you is your final step into adulthood. Some are later bloomers than others." With a shake of her head she took another bite of the crab. Chewing for a second before continuing, "As for sea-life being attracted to you it could be as simple as differences in coats, not necessarily ocean favoring one over the other." She pointed out.

With a amused snort Organa's pale eyed rolled. Lifting a paw she waved off the apology. "As I said, don't sweat it. I'm not going to freak out and toss you off the nearest cliff just for bumping into me." Or at least she wouldn't why she was in a good mood, with her wild pregnancy hormones anything was possible at the moment. "Though I really do suggest you boy mentor under some more graceful fighters - guards maybe?" She suggested with a mild smile. She wasn't quite in the same understanding of play wrestling just for fun. To her if they were training to fight, than they should at least put some effort into perfecting the craft least they end up dead due to poor spacial awareness.