Silvertip Mountain Forgive me, son

Zaria stood by Fitz as the two pups came to them, it seemed they were usually around. How they were not caught in the act yet by one of them was close to a wonder. Zaria wouldn't mind being seen. She was very natural and pretty possessive. She would only like it when the others would see how Fitz wanted her and not anyone else. Alas, maybe not so tactical to do so. "I also proud. Very good," she praise both of them, and Zaria wasn't one to praise a lot. She truly meant it.

Zaria turned her head when Fitz spoke about news, she realized that it was about them, and turned to see their reactions. She wasn't sure. She eyed at Fitz when he turned to look a her for a moment. Should she say something too? Or was that out of order. There wasn't going to change too much, she was usually in the den with them, snuggled between Fitz and Mason. They seemed to want to be close to her the most. "Not much change, only now, we ... " She paused for a moment. "We .. love and we together."