Sun Mote Copse let the river run

As she'd thought, Maia was indeed a storyteller. Fin had always enjoyed wolves that held that trade. She'd always been absolute shit at telling stories. She didn't have enough patience to take her time and really hook an audience in. She just wanted to jump straight to the point. Plus, she was forgetful and tended to leave behind important details, only to recall them at an inopportune moment and just throw them in the middle of whatever she was saying at the time, regardless of the disruption. But! She loved to listen and decided that she might just make sure she was around when Maia did come to visit the kids.

Fin smiled at the description of her granddaughter and over the pride in Eljay's voice as he spoke of her. It was cruel that Wildfire had been taken from him so soon, but a blessing that she'd made him a father first. Her son was meant to be a dad. She hoped he'd be made one again someday (not that you ever stopped being a parent, but you know what I mean).

Reaching to Eljay's ear, she gave him a nuzzle and then stood. "I'm gonna go bug your dad until he feeds me," she announced with a smile, "Love you, bud." She turned then and gave Maia a friendly nod before heading off, maybe just a little bit hoping that something romantic might come of leaving the two of them alone together.