Panic and Tears
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Would you like Kemo to join this thread? Technically, he's the 'daddy', since he and Ralla are almost to mate stage :3

Ralla picked Saphrina up and cradled her, coddling her to her downy-fluff chest comfortingly. She had cried only so hard once--the other times not really counting in passion--when she had learned that her own mother was gone forever. There's never anything as cruel or painful as losing a loved one... "Ayasha's off somewhere nearby; perhaps Chief Dawali's, or with Sakari."


Saphrina then wiggled down to stand in Ralla's lap, relaxation coming over her features as the girl began to display normal puppyhood signs, although she still had the aura of nervousness and sadness. When she called her "Mommy," Ralla's thought process ceased for a moment in sheer shock before registering that she was the 'mommy'. Which would technically mean that Kemo was the father...? That itself made the blush-prone wolfess flush in the cheeks, although she turned her attentions back to her newly adopted daughter. If one ever needed an example of a shot-in-the-dark decision, it would be how quickly Ralla had decided to take on two pups (and at such bad timing as well...).


She laughed a little as she placed Saphrina back on the cot and stood. "That's good; you need to get your strength back. Stay there for a moment," she said, walking to the back of the Town Hall where most of the storage was kept. She was looking for something a pup could eat easily--which was hard to find, since most dried and preserved foods were tough and hard to chew--but she found some ground corn that she could boil with dried fish. It would make a sort of plain stew, but it had enough nutrients that it could sustain the child. Humming softly she set a cast-iron pot overtop the Town Hall hearth fire and began to cook for Saphrina, melting snow from outside as the water. The pot had seen better days, but it served its purpose. "Saphrina," she said with a hint of seriousness tinting her voice, "you know that if you ever have a bad dream, you can talk about it, right? It's bad to keep scary things in." She would not pressure her any more than that, since the two were virtual strangers and it was up to Saphrina in the end, after all.


Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks.


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