Sawtooth Spire mach schnell

In spite of the fact that her children were very little, Star was not the most intelligent mother. Good at other things- hunting, fighting, relaying old history- but even though she had watched others raise their own pups from afar in her past, she had little idea how to do it now. Their development was a mystery- and thus she was not great at knowing or understanding their checkpoints; at what point they should be doing what. They couldn't help much now, but in her brain they were still Sagtannet, and ought to be pack members who participated like anyone else in whatever way they could.

Thus, when the pack was summoned, Star did not remain in place. Rather she stopped her children's play, encouraged them to follow her, carried them when their little legs might grow tired, and brought them to a meeting which would likely be very boring for them. When she arrived, she dipped her head in a bow to the leaders, and offered Stag a polite smile before sitting near Gracious. Little Marble between her paws as she settled on her haunches, the big boy Calcifer right beside, Star looked on expectantly to the eisens, hoping her children might listen patiently as well. She clearly knew very little about babies, but it was worth a shot.