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She grunted around the mouthful of Clary, who took her mother's kisses with many giggles, squirms, and licks in return. Like carrying the growing child hadn't been enough. Her muscles strained under the movement, and at the first opportunity - namely, the retreat of Desna's affection - Nanook let the girl down. A slobbery kiss across her nose marked Clary's departure, and Nanook sneezed. Her niece wove a path through her mother's legs before she made a dashing dance to join her siblings nearer the den.

With the child somewhere safe and under both their eyes, Nanook let the entire exhaustion of her nervous adrenaline unwind in a full-bodied sigh, and let the heavy huff collapse her to the ground. "Yeah, well," she puffed a shorter breath, and gave a dramatic tilt of her head toward her sister, "I'll trust them once they're bigger than half the prey we eat." But then again, probably not.