Stone Circle Sister, you are going to be an aunt.

Valette had to laugh at her sister. It was not laughing at her, but more joining her humor. She was about to get fat. There was no denying. Just as fat when she was little and also could barely move as one pudgy pup. Those were good memories. "I'd love to," she agreed with her sister. Perhaps Nanook didn't even know that she liked to hunt, that it was her trade she followed and tried to learn from. She would show her, perhaps learning some tricks from the former lone wolf.

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