Moonspear degrees of light

She was getting used to sharing the puppies with anyone. It was a gradual process, though, and she'd only improve it the more she allowed. Slowly, steadily, she had to expand their repertoire of who they could see, and who could come close. All of it, even the still-foreign feeling maternal protectiveness itself, still prickled up her skin in that vague anxiousness unlike anything she'd known properly before. But so long as she remained appeased, it was easier. Somewhat.

The pups themselves distracted her briefly, although she saw Dash lower himself and seem poised to respond should she move on him, but her paws were full with two conflicting responses. Lyra's got her attention first, and she tried to collect the distraught girl after she swept forward enough to grab the rabbit at the entrance. Alya was kept under a careful watch, who had pounced boldly. "It is fine.. for now, they do not see many yet," she cautioned to Dash as she stepped back and situated herself sphinx-like near enough to the entrance to let Alya burn off some energy harassing Dash while soothing Lyra simultaneously, who she scooped gently into her forelimbs with the rabbit off beside Ame's legs.

Between licks, and when she dared to glimpse away from Dash and Alya, she peered down into Lyra's puppy-blue eyes, wondering what this was like to her to see her world for the very first time, and then just who she may one day become.