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She was truly a wolf with limited experiences, one being the mystery with comforting. Especially toward pups, for Desdemona felt she never really had that motherly instinct. The hardened nature that been boiled from a misfortuned path took away those natural emotions, and they were not easy to retrieve back. She only felt awkward, and stressed by the pup that coddled next to her rather then the thought to baby him. She worried for the right words, and on what to say- would he even understand her? Baby-talk was a foreign tongue to the black dame.

Through the anxiety that swirled within she let the other warm to her side, only looking down at them with confused jades. However as someone with an expressionless face, surely it looked like an awkward scene with one crying, and the other stoicly looking at a younger wolf. She was at a loss.

But she let him, nontheless, and quietly stood there, unsure what to do.