The sable female was completely content in this moment, she was in her pack, the pack that had welcomed her so readily, the pack who she loved so dearly, each and every one of them. Watching the bird pick at it's kill, stripping meat from the dead rabbit with such ease was an impressive sight; somehow at that moment, even though she often saw birds as small and insignificant; she knew that this predator was truly her equal. She knew that they would never clash, after all she could never hunt the way that he did and he could never compare to her on the ground, so somehow rather than being seen as a threat, she saw him as an equal in this moment. She could not help but smile at him as she watched him. Soon enough a voice cut through the peaceful silence of the early morning, Soran did not need to turn her head, she knew the voice and the scent well, Titania's voice and of course her scent, although it was very heavily entwined with her adopted son's scent as well. The dark lady did not mind that the young pale female had come to sit beside her, feeling the warmth of her as she lay beside her. The sable female turned her head to face the sky once more, smiling as Titania spoke of being one of her family if she said things like that to birds, remembering her cousin, Jiva with great fondness.
"Yes, I have met your cousin and his bird, they seem like a finely matched pair. And look at this specimen here, he is an impressive hunter, I cannot deny that and I am sure that you cannot either." The lady said with a smile upon her lips, turning to face the pale female then, licking her behind her ear in the affectionate, motherly way that she did to Zalen and all of her pups. She smiled at the young female as she watched her then.
She smiled at the young female again as she moved to sit up, stretching her long arms out and touching her toes, she was aging now, and sometimes a good stretch was just the thing to loosen her up. Titania spoke again and Soran smiled, nodding her agreement at what she had just said.
"You're very right there little one, they are coming very close to the den, they are growing bold indeed." The sable Beta replied, smiling at the younger girl, hoping that she would not take offence to the term "little one"; it had not been said to create offence, the ebony female had used it whenever speaking to anyone of her bloodline, no matter how old they were, she saw Zalen as being her son and had used it when speaking to him as well, she hoped that Titania would see that the phrase was an acceptance into the sable matriarch's family. She smiled at the young girl, the girl she had grown to see as a daughter in law and turned her head slightly.
"How is everything with yourself and Zalen little one? Is everything going well?" She asked, hoping that Titania saw her as a mother, as Zalen did and would be willing to speak to her about such things.
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