Swiftcurrent Creek Darkness

Arlette could imagine. She might also be a little pissed if her children would start to curse. Then again, she wasn't sure if pups were in the cards for her. "I can imagine," she chuckled.

That explanation made sense. Arlette dipped her head. "I am starting to believe that Cygnet doesn't want praise. Every time I do it, she curls her lip for some reason," Arlette sighed. She tried to be the best guardian for the girl but she was very different from all the pups she had been around.

"That is kind," she smiled. The woman quirked up her lips. But still, they could use some more members. "You... didn't?," she asked and then frowned. She couldn't remember how her mother did that, if she did that, but it was worth a try.