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She nodded, but her look was one of concern and worry. "Yes, if I can manage to keep it." It was sad, but she was older now. And she may not be going out on contracts, but she still had to stay out of the sun , and like most lions she was very active. She participating in sparing, and she worked with the guards. And of course, flood fluctuated depending on the season. And with Conner, shed needed to stay in complete shadow, because he had inherited her gift for the ice. But now he was fine. He could actually go in the sun for longer then she could and be ...alright for the most part. He would control ice, but he would be much stronger then she was. Have to love evolution...

She got up, and walked to the window, making sure it was locked. She still needed to interrogate a few prisoners, tear some throats out, the usual. She turned to look at her husband, but she was smiling now. She was happy. They had both been wondering if it was even possible. Well, it was. But...it had taken her bodies years to recover enough to support a child. "But we can find out the gender in a few weeks. " Had to love having special abilities. The healers were great with everything related to children. The lions didnt have many children, but they didnt have problems controlling their shifting while they were pregnant, unlike other species.

She smiled lightly as she was pulled onto the bed with him. She was very tired, and would glady sleep, but she also wanted to make sure he was okay. Her people would be fine, she had seen to that already. But it was her mate she worried over, and of course her son. But her son was fine, having been kept safe with the other children. "Nothing will happen, fate wouldn't allow such tragedy a second time. And besides, we both know so I can adjust my lifestyle a bit to keep my unborn child safe. "

She was very clear about her intentions to keep her children safe, both of them. Even the one who had not yet been born. Of course, she was not happy that others would have to hunt for her. She did a lot of the hunting, because...she was very good at it. But shed made a deal with Dustin. She wouldn't leave the pride home, and she meant it. She kept her promises.

She was not wakened by the rays of the sun, she was far to tired. She was sleeping away her worries, her fears, her insecurities. All of it was in those dreams and nightmares that her sleeping holds for her. But of course, eventually she did wake up. Though it was several hours after he had woken. Their son Conner was in his room with a friend, playing. The thought made her smile, that in five or so months, he would have a little brother or sister to play with as well. Of course, she did want to avoid 'the talk' until he was a bit older. She was not quite ready to tell her son about such things.

She got up, and dressed in a brown top and skirt. The shirt showed her stomach, but almost all of them do, and her skirt was short. But in the warm weather, she covered herself. In the cold she benefited from exposing her skin, while others did not. And honestly, she just hated feeling constricted by clothing. It hindered her movement and it did not feel ...natural, to her. Which is a bit deal for her.

The Regina moved out of her room , then out of her hut. Her blonde hair was down, and in golden waves along her back. She looked around, and was happy to see the everything looked normal. The lions were pretty good about bouncing back form bad events. Its what makes them the power that they are. Its rather impressive, really.

She smiled at him, "Of course we will recover. Its what we always do." Glancing out at the village, her home, she could already see the blossom of recovery. Children were helping their parents clean up, and men were gathering supplies to rebuild. Guards were inspecting the walls, but what caught her attention the most was the new determination she could see in the movements of the teens as they practiced their sparing with their instructors. It was...truly amazing. Those teens had lost two age mates, but instead of being upset, they were using it as ....strength. It was truly amazing, it really was. She could not do anything but wait to see exactly how much more would come of the attack. Maybe it would turn out to be a blessing in disguise.

"Our son proved himself during the fight. He was strong, and did not cry. The other children looked to him. I was proud, but a bit on edge. Im not used to sitting it out. I could practically feel every bone in my body aching, and my body screaming to join in. " She had only barely resisted.

She watched as he worked with the teens, who would soon be admitted into the ranks, although they had already had their first taste of war. Ir was odd...how one thing can lead to another. She smiled, and followed him back to their hut. But as she watched him in pain, she felt guilt. She should have been there, but she knew that with her unborn child....it would have been too dangerous, and neither one of them could handle her loosing another baby. It would be....devastating, and no doubt the pride would be shaken as well. They were the life of the pride, what kept it going. If she were lost again....they wouldn't know what to do, or how to handle it, at all.

She walked to his chair, and kneeled down in front of him, looking up at him. She hated to see him in pain, she really did, but there was nothing she could do about it. "You should go back to bed and rest. Im sure everyone can function without you for a few hours. I can handle things." She said lightly, with a smile.

She quietly left the hut and wandered around. She went to one of the women who acted like a seamstress. She told her the secret order for a dress that would cover her stomach, for later on. The woman smiled, pleased. No one, gave money to anyone within the pride. It was silly. Everyone bartered using skills and such. After all they were a family. Money disputes were not something they needed to worry about. Money was for activities outside the pride home. Which were becoming more scarce.

She walked around, and went to the prisoner's hut. They looked up, but most lacked the energy to give her trouble, and there was an elite following her. She looked the prisoners over, checking their health. She wanted them healthy for the executions. Not really. She just wanted to not have a rotting corpse around. The smell would be horrid.

"Move that prisoner to the yard for sparring practice. Keep him bound, though he's too weak to do much." Two guards moved forward to do as she asked, and they all went to the sparring area. She called the teens forward, and took her knife out. "I wanted to demonstrate the proper way to plunge a knife into someone's heart. You want an instant kill. " It was less noise...she shoved the knife into the prisoner, and in an instant, it was over. The teens clapped, and she turned, done with the demonstration and ready to return to her hut.