She had no qualms in handing her pups to the slender dog woman - she had proven herself to be almost like a mother to all in the pack, including and perhaps especially the pups. They cried out softly as they were transferred from Skye's hands to Roselle's, but they quieted down as the soft, long fur of the sight hound's body warmed them and cushioned them in a pillow-like way.
"It is," Skye said softly in response to Roselle's admiration of the sunset. It was an unusually bright and orange sunset - it was beautiful, and she was glad that she was there to see it. "Another end of the day.. I guess all things get better, don't they?" She was not talking about the sunset any longer, but of the events in the pack. Things had gone by, horrible things.. she could not shake them from her mind.
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