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Raleska's sentiment had been heartfelt, and she expected no reciprocation: her gaze slid to Rosalyn approvingly, adoringly even. She was certain the pirate would make a good mother, the same way she knew when a storm was coming or the tide was low. It was simply something intrinsic; she had been mentored by Rosalyn, and therefore had been exposed to a maternal side of her that Rosalyn might even had been aware of up until that point.

Her tail wagged as Rosalyn mentioned her being a mentor; me? Raleska's gaze said, bewildered and euphoric at once. She nodded her head almost too excitedly, hardly able to stop the puff of her thin chest. "Of course!! That would be awesome. I'll teach them all the good places to visit, like the pools and the flats and the mossy parts of the forest where it's so soft you could nap in it forever."