Aria could very well have been considered MIA for the past few weeks. Since she had returned from her mission she had not sought out any of the other leaders-- espeically Lasher. She had laid low and stuck the borders, much like she had when Casmir has disappeared. She had kept as far as she could from the pack without abandoning them completely. There had been less than enough food to fill caches with, but ever small rodent she caught she brought to the cache nearest Blue and Lashers den. Lately it'd been closer to Osprey and Dante's home, as they had newborns to deal with.

Aria had yet to meet any of the children, but she couldn't contain her need to meet the babies. She moved towards Dante's scent uneasily, holding a small mole in her jaws. As she approached, she saw him at the mouth of the den, letting out a low bark in greeting. Her head was low and her tail wagged at her ankles. She prayed Dante had been too busy with the pups to care about her lack of interaction with her packmates. 

Dante is calm, and speaks to her in a kind voice. Her tense muscles relax slightly and her tail wags a little faster. She nods and speaks through the furry vole in a clear voice. "Yes, I am, I heard that you have quite a handful," she says, although that isn't necessarily true. She's heard that they have pups-- and that's as extensive as her knowledge goes.

"I brought food," she says, pointing out the obvious. She steps towards the new father and drops the limp corpse at his feet, glancing back up at him. 

Right away her rump begins to wiggle along with her long tail. The man had graciously accepted her gift, and now he beckons her closer to see the newest additions to Donnelaith's proud family. She smiles at Dante, thrilled that she would get to see the babies. She follows him inside-- only barely-- and lowers herself humbly before all four of them. Seeing that they were resting, she makes no noise, but has thousands of questions to ask. Have they named them? Who is the first born? Could she help out? Oh she longed to speak-- but knew better than to wake sleeping children. Instead she just stares gleefully at each tiny body, watching as their stomachs-- surprisingly plump from their mothers milk-- rise and fall as they breathe peacefully.

She nudges Dante's leg from below, a silent congratulations to him, her tail still wagging slowly behind her.

Aria steps back with Dante, her tail wagging happily behind her. "Oh I bet," she says, almost purring with excitement. "This... This is your first litter right?" she then asks, her head cocking to the side. She sits down, a little ways away from the den so Dante can be closer and so their voices do not disturb the pups. "Are you nervous?"