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Amidst the wails of the fussy pup, the Nomad conveyed her gratitude to the Oishin by a gentle touch to his leg, affirming his dismissal to care for the attention-craving pup. Though the pup had looked fine when she had observed him, she imagine that something unforeseen ailed the little one. Her knowledge of pups and their care was limited and all she could do was assume in lieu of actual knowledge. Though draped in mystery, her fascination for the little one’s was not discouraged and ever more did she feel the pull of her instinctual want for a brood of her own. To rear and cherish and guide them toward their latent potential as her Shepard had done for her. Yet in that wish was a certain reluctance, a fear that again that ancestors would not bless her with such a profound miracle. Above all else she trusted their judgment for they had lived the life she led many times over and knew when their blessing would or would not favor her. She placed in them her faith that they would not have her undergo the disappointment of loss again without reason.
And with thoughts of the potential of life, she looked to the expecting mother and her mate, her gaze briefly touching their brows before drifting down to the slumbering brood yet to be born. Her tail swayed fondly as she stepped closer to the pair. “It is a pleasure to meet the both of you, Charm Sawtooth, Riagan. And it is a blessing to behold life in its creation. But while you carry this miracle I must impress upon you that these lands are not only a sanctuary for those that need it. We are a family…and regard the other as such. And we do what we can to help the other in their time of need.”
Carefully she amber sights drifted to Riagan addressing him personally in regards to his ability. “Saul has said that while you do not have many skills you are able to defend if need be. Are you an able hunter? Not only for your family, but for the pack as well.”