Moonspear this flesh, these bones

Peaceful was good to hear. More than most, it was what she wanted the pups to be ushered into: a peaceful mountainside, not one tense with strife, or pressured in any way. Their earliest days were to be quiet, guarded. Just exactly to her liking and nothing short of it. She was glad to know it was going accordingly so far, so she nodded in appreciation of the good news.

At his question, she was starting to get used to it from the pack wolves. However Charon kept her well attended, her nearby caches stocked and meals delivered to boot. "Mainly.. keep up patrols. Mine get much shorter by the day," she punctuated with a frown, knowing that soon, very very soon, they would taper off to nothing and even after the puppies were born, there would be none of that for her. "I am not used to stepping back from duty in this way. But I still want to know if anything goes on," she explained with a thoughtful look. She did not want to feel wholly isolated from pack happenings just as much as she was uneasy about not making her own patrols. It wasn't like her to.. not do those things, but now was the time to change that.