Life's a moving target.

Savina Marino · 08-18-2010, 12:21 AM

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Savina hadn't really gotten to know her friends children yet. Of course she had been present for their birth and had often checked in on Anu to see how she was doing in the days and weeks after. However, as a mother, she understood how important and precious those first few months of life were and she hadn't wanted to intrude on that special time between the older wolfess and her litter. The Commander knew their names and their appearances, but that was about it at the moment. She eagerly wanted to learn more about the three boys, now that they were venturing out on their own and growing just as fast as her own little ones were. In passing she had taken note of the fact that often Alder stuck to his mother like glue, but it didn't strike Savina as odd. Each pup was different, and there was no need to push them out of their comfort zone unless necessary.

Her Lt. General looked up and spoke her own short greeting, a smile on her face. The Italian woman noticed the pup's slip up, and his revised position and wondered if she had accidentally startled him. She hoped she hadn't, but once he got to know her surely he would see that there was absolutely no cause to be shy or cautious around here. Leisurely she walked over to meet Anu and her son, her wavy raven hair flowing behind her. Once she reached her dear friend she gave her a quick hug. "How are you doing today?" her eyes trail down to the small boy before adding, "And you too Alder? I hope you're both well." She couldn't imagine anything could be wrong. There were few greater joys for a mother than spending time with her children.

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