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Hemlock reached out to nuzzle against him gently, offering him a small smile. She knew the feeling of basing your own self worth against your siblings - she and Rayen had taken up against one another for a long time in their positions as healer of their litter. It was different, certainly, between herself and Gotham but where he excelled physically she had the mental prowess to overtake him. "I do not know Astik as I know you," She began, and without question she had a soft spot for the male. "But you have a good heart, and you help me, and you are good with the children." She reminded him. "Just because you don't remember all the ways you are worthy does not mean you should doubt yourself. Your family - your pack - we will remind you every day." And of that, Hemlock was certain. 

"Perhaps we could find a time to go soon, as long as the pack does not need us." It would be a couple days of travel, not too long - and if she planned now perhaps it would not be too stressful. "Tapat," She began with a little smile. "I...I may not be able to go for a time. I may bear children - new young puppies for Teaghlaigh." She admitted. "If I am pregnant, it may not be safe for me to travel for a bit. But I would like to."