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She had never outright told Barrett that her ex-lover was gone, but assumed that he knew; the male's scent had faded from the territory now, a tell-tale sign of his absence. She wasn't upset by it, couldn't be. Well..perhaps just a little. She'd tried not to hold any feelings for the dark, red-eyed male...but had not been able to resist him in the end, and now he was gone. It was her punishment for being so stupidly trusting. She'd try to learn and not become so close to someone again.
The Angela snapped out of her reverie when he spoke. She stood up and shook her entire body for a few seconds, letting the dust out of her fur before sitting down once more. She needed to focus on what was here, in front of her, instead of on things that had happened in the past. "It's a place I often go to if I need to think about things; it's got a calming effect, don't you think?" She asked, turning her gaze to the loner.
He asked a question about their children, one that she wasn't sure how to answer appropriately. They were hellions, to say the least..but she didn't know if it was something that she had done or simply the way that some puppies were. It was odd that all three of them were disobedient, what with her strict discipline...and in the past she'd had good, well-behaved pups...hm. "They always are. It never really stops; they seem to be getting into bigger trouble as they get bigger themselves. I try to reprimand them, but Judas especially..there's just something off with that boy."Insanity certainly ran in her family...but did it run in his as well?