Moonspear cosmos, free beat

She was still learning about them herself. Sometimes it seemed so simple. They were.. only pieces of her, in many ways, yet she often wondered if it was just the concept of puppy that disarmed her somewhat. It was strange to watch them and attend to them accordingly, all while sorting out their predicaments in this world. So far, she hoped she was doing them well enough.. for her first ever attempt at this and all.

Ame sighed softly, pleased that little Lyra seemed to slowly ease herself down -- after having seemingly considered it a bit. She still found the whelps difficult to read. "I bet not," she snickered "I know I did not," she shook her head, although watched Lyra's stubby legs wiggle about. Eventually she reached the lick one of those paws, lingering with her nose kept close to the little dark wolf.

Four girls was very unexpected. The male that didn't survive had perhaps been fated from the start, and she was happy to find herself already distanced from the memory of him. Maybe it would have only been a matter of time before the four daughters snuffed him out anyway. Ame didn't know, but what she did know was that these four remained vigorous, and however big of a surprise a whole litter of daughters was, she did find herself satisfied here and now. Charon had seemed to take to them, too. "He may not know what he is in for when they get older," Ame chuffed. There was little genuine worry in her heart, though, for she'd raise them all to be fierce -- not damsels in distress if she could help it. Time would have to tell.