Arrow Lake kleine vögel

She appreciated that glance — truly, she did. Whatever her  ( sort-of )  midwife thought of the dark-and-light pair, Mahler kept it to himself out of courtesy, if not anything else. When the mountan-male have his insight to further dirt-gnawing incidents, her worries and doubts were eased alike; a curl of her lips arrived at the wryness in his voice. "Then I shall watch him like a falcon," she trilled, sparing a look towards her daughter, who was now nibbling at her paw, "nor do I think her eating herself will stop, anytime soon."

The tenative smile grew a tad, and she returned a hesitant, yet warmed gaze back into Mahler's face. "Thank you; I appreciate ze time you've taken out of your way to visit. I understand our arrival was... startling, and that we are quite new, here, but..." Aure fidgeted a bit, as she usually did; feeling a little ridiculous to get the words out, "But, it means a good deal to me. So, ah, thank you, Mahler."

After some time, Aure eventually went back to dinner, and as the night deepened, cleaned her children; nursed them to all their heart's contents; and returned to slumber's beckoning once more.

All of them, herself, were quite novel here; but she understood that with time spent at longer intervals with the Diasporians, then perhaps they could come to terms with Stigmata's claim to becoming their new home. And if not, then... whatever would happen in the coming months would happen.

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