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She read the surprise on his features and welcomed it with a guilty, yet warm smile as she nodded. ”Yes, I admit, I did not spend much time making de plans, but I knew it was time, an’ our Mama an’ Maman gave me deir blessin’ as well,” She said. ”I will be ‘appt to be raisin’ children alongside deir family” She admitted. While the other packborn pups would be older than her own brood, she knew they’d catch up developmentally to be rowdy yearlings alongside one another. Sapphique would have a solid foundation for it’s future. 

Sobo seemed to carry the same preferences forward that her mother had hinted at; and she was not surprised. This was the way things tended to be in their pack, and Chacal was expected, likely, to uphold those traditions. 

But every thought of Ashlar brought a tune to her heart, and she found it difficult to push affection for him away. If she could have convinced him to join Sapphique alongside her when they’d last been together, she might have tried. For now, she would respect his obligations, though in truth she secretly pined to have more from him.

”I be t’inkin’ about dat still. De fadder is no stranger to me, an’ dat is how I prefer it. I can be assured de fadder of dese children is of a kind spirit, sound in body an’ mind. But dese children will be mine, first. An’ dey will be children of Sapphique, raised an’ loved by family first.” She said. She kept her adoration for Ashlar hidden as much as she could, for now. Her duty was to her pack, and potentially as a mother of future generations. She gave Sobo a coy smile. ”I be countin’ on you to be a fun uncle, ouais?” She teased.