The creamy-white leader laughed as she thought of her crazy, insane mate that sometimes made absolutely no sense; he seemed rather nervous, more so than usual in the past few days of her upcoming pregnancy. She supposed that he was nervous about being a father, and she understood that - she wasn't entirely sure if she was ready for pups herself - but she didn't have much time to think about those things, whereas Bangle did. He still laughed that loud, wonderful laugh that he always did, however - he would never stop doing that, she believed, and she hoped that he never did. Her pups, she thought with chagrin, would most likely copy that laugh and repeat it over and over; she just hoped that they wouldn't drive her insane with all their laughing and silliness that her mate would no doubt cause!
That wasn't a bad thing, however - she was looking forward to her pups having only good memories with their mother and father in Cercatori d'Arte; even if they left the pack of artists and traders and merchants and wanderers, she would always love them just the same, and hope that they visit her like she so often visited her own parents up in the Halcyon Mountain Range.
Skye felt her friend's disappointment that the leader had left, and the shock in her voice - she never thought that the strong leader would leave either, but he had, leaving only a note for the members of the pack to read - and not them, not really. It wasn't for them.. it was for his mate, Sky, who still hadn't sliced open the letter to see what it held inside. Then Pixie asked, incredulously, if he had just up and left with absolutely no warning - Skye wasn't entirely sure how to answer this. In a way, yes, that was what happened; but in another way, he had left the note, which could explain everything had Sky had the courage to open it. Skye didn't blame her for not, however - she knew she was hurt by Shawchert leaving, and she knew that she had had mates in the past that had left her as well.
"He left a note to his mate, Sky Katrtuk," she said, "But she hasn't opened it yet," she said delicately, trying to tread over the fact that her friend was probably not in the best mental state to read that letter just yet. But she shook off the feelings of doubt - her friend was here, and they were learning guitar!
After a few lessons of guitar, and after Skye had taught Pixie some of the more advanced forms of reading, she sat down and smiled at her friend. "So what about you?" she asked her friend cheerfully - the lessons had cheered her up considerably, and her pups had also let a light note on the day. "What's going on in Crimson Dreams? Any males in your future?" she asked, wiggling her eyebrows up and down and nudging her friend in the side. She was just teasing Pixie, but she was curious as to if her friend was going to have a mate or not - she didn't think she had last time she mentioned her life, but things could change quickly, she thought, looking down at her pups.
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