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She averted her eyes, "Ah, by choice.." While it was by choice, it wasn't so willing. How she wished to stay toward the home and become the wife she wanted, to raise the family she desired- but, she was not blood. Viola was not to be within the homebound, and upon the discovery, it was simply the best for all, to leave.

"Are you as well, monsieur?" Faintly so could she tell he had but another upon his pelt, but it was not the familiar stench of a family back of many, but she could not tell for certain. Cultures vary, and while Viola knew that a 'pack' was recognized to be a family of many, she did not know if but a 'few' would equal to the same. Upon asking, only then did she retrieve her orange look toward his own.