A large she-cougar was approaching the camp area, and she was visibly pregnant. She held a weary but desperate look on her face. She was thinner than she should've been, but more for not stopping to hunt while fleeing the place she had left behind. She was never going back. Callamere was starting a new life...for now.
She had followed the tracks of cats she wasn't sure of, but she'd chance it. She stopped, and decided she would lay up here for now. She was going to give birth very soon, so she had to stop moving.
ooc: she's having her second litter by Gunther.