Neverwinter Forest Some call it stalking, I say walking, just extremely close behind
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Kjalarr's talk with Floki had helped him in immeasurable ways as did his own acknowledgment that regardless his children would soon come into the world and that he would try to do the best he could, to do right by them and Ondine. That was all he could do, really. Ondine's due date had to be close, he suspected. A week, perhaps two; and though Kjalarr believed he might never shake his fears of being a father he had begun to feel more nervous and even a nagging of anxiousness than he did fear. It was something of a relief. He dropped the groundhog he'd caught for Ondine at the mouth of their den, licking the blood from his jowls when Maude's call pierced through the winter air. It did not necessarily come as a surprise to Kjalarr to hear her call as she had expressed an interest in joining their ranks when they'd last spoken to one another. Still, Kjalarr was filled with a small bit of trepidation as he made his way to the borders, obligated to answer her summons as both the one she had called and as Alpha Male.

Towards the end of Saltwinter Maude and Ondine had been unable to get along at all and to say that Kjalarr wasn't nervous about accepting Maude into the pack with Ondine heavily pregnant and about ready to give birth in the very near future would have been a complete and utter lie. He worried for his children's safety though he hoped that Maude would not be mad enough to attack his children. It would have been a crime he could never forgive her for and if she truly loved him as she claimed then she would accept them as apart of his life and as apart of him.

A cold rain had begun to fall at some point though Kjalarr hardly paid it any mind. He was a Northman and he was built to endure the bitter cold and all that winter could throw at him. His eyes fell to Maude as he approached the scene, only to flicker to Shrike with appreciation, glad to see the other male was proactive upon the borders. Kjalarr's steps slowed to a halt as he neared, not wanting to take the scene from Shrike whom had been first to intercept Maude and to whom she should, accordingly, address first.
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