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Nodding deeply to her thanks, the mother was content to see the matter of puppies relatively shelved for the time being and she opted to just be thankful that Vela did not seem overeager in that regard at all. Moving onward, she wondered to herself what her future may hold exactly, and if Drogon was meant to be the one to stand beside her, bonded and whole. They would have a whole lifetime together if that were the case.

While there was much she could comment on if she tried, she was interested to see it unfold instead. "Mhm. Like I said, you just know," she murmured softly, clear that she was a firm believer in that gut, heart, and very soul feeling. Vela did seem to get this and she appreciated it greatly of her. For as much as she could be like her father, a little of her dam's guidance could not hurt. "Sometimes it is right away. Other times not. When I first met your father, I had no idea how important he would be," she mentioned. He had been far too young the very first time, and only after time and experience did he even truly begin to register as someone of earnest interest--which had only been a starting point, really.