Terra listened to his response quietly, no true opinion formed on the matter. Death was part of life. The tale was just a tale. Death did inflict those in life without favoring one or the other, a fact Terra knew well with how often she'd court danger. That's how life is. What could she really say? Shadow's views on such things was different from the feral coyote's, based more on the mercies of the luperci than the way she had been raised.
Laughing lightly she looked back to her pups. They'll cross again. We're family. Besides, it's not like you live far. I can trot up there anytime. Well, currently she was stuck in the pack, but that would change soon enough, and she would have plenty of other things to do. A small yawn escaped the pups, and soon whines filled the air. Terra nuzzled them close, licking their heads gently as they fussed. It didn't look like they'd calm down anytime soon, busy with complaining about not being warm enough, or too warm, or hungry, or a million other complaints she'd have to interpret.
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