Golden Glade enchanté.

Aster took a deep breath as she thought carefully about what her next words would be. It's just, she began, Eden was always the more, how do I say this...dominant one. Her mother, my aunt, was adamant about teaching her daughter to rule, since she was supposed to take over the home pack. I just figured she'd keep down that path, I guess.
Aster stopped herself before getting too far ahead. Some parts of the past weren't meant to be talked about. Not even by those who'd witnessed it.
So Sylvas, how is the baba life treating you? Being a first time parent can be pretty hard. She thought back to her first litter, their innocent faces of her daughters contorting as their father stole their shallow breaths. And then to her sons as they were torn away from her teats and unto those of another. She remembered, and once the memories came back, there was no doing away with them.