Nova Peak And I've been secretly falling apart.

Though she knew that Elke did not suffer on Sagtannet's new claim as Cirilla did, Nyx felt safe in the assumption that her flaxen girl indeed felt the sting of disinterested pack-mates as well. It did not occur to her that one of her cubs had been spared the sharpness of Wylla and Phaedra's rejection, that she thrived and blossomed where her sister withered.

Always obedient, her little lion was quick to appear. Nyx welcomed her to her with a softly waving tail, a low croon of affection as a blonde flank was trailed cat-like along her limbs. "Hey you," she purred, shifting her crown just enough to deposit an affectionate kiss on her baby's brow when she butted it beneath her pale chin. "I'm okay. What've you been up to?"