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For the very first time, she'd left @Blossom with @Boone; she'd fussed over her daughter endlessly in preparation, seeing to it that she had her favorite foods at the ready, a comfortable place to nap, toys to keep her occupied. She warned Boone of her daughter's general obliviousness, her tendency to drop on the spot into sleep when she was tired, her penchant for chewing on whatever plant she found available. She tried to think of everything. But finally there were no more preparations to be made, and so Reverie reluctantly parted from the pair in search of a new adventure.
It would only be a few hours, but Reverie worried anyway. It wasn't that she didn't trust Boone; she did, enough to have followed him from Kvarsheim, enough to have married him. But to be parted from Blossom was always a nerve-wracking experience for her, even when she'd been able to leave her daughter in the loving care of her family at the Stone Circle.
In the end it was the sight of a pretty stranger which finally distracted her from her anxiety, a man in dark furs with striking starlit eyes. Guilt flashed through her as she made her approach, but that didn't stop her. It never had. The only difference now was that she did not feel quite so neglected, desperate for some kind of attention. Boone had never rejected her. Still, that familiar flutter began in her chest as she called out with eyes bright and tail swaying behind her. Hello! Reverie began, wondering immediately if perhaps this man was looking to settle. She could bring him home — for their pack, of course. No other reason.