Ankyra Sound wow i suck at keeping my characters active apparently

Grezig was about to disappear into the ether of inactive characters, though she was entirely unaware of such a thing. She was just happy her kids were finally old enough to you know, leave her alone for two seconds sometimes. If anyone had told her how tiring motherhood was she might have resisted the urge to fuck Vaati. Probably not, though. Grezig wasn't stupid. She'd known that motherhood would be exhausting and tiring and pick another word for her wanting to sleep a lot, and she'd done it anyways because hormones. Wonderful. But children were cool, she guessed. She worried about Tizir a lot because her daughter seemed to have, well, absolutely zero backbone. Xizur, on the other hand, sank his teeth into anything that moved, which was equally concerning. Maybe he was just teething. How would she know? She'd never had kids before. The only thing she could think to do about it right now was to keep an eye on the both of them. It's not like they were old enough to understand her if she tried to sit down and explain that a) Tizir needed to grow a pair and b) Xizur needed to... stop growing a pair and biting his sister's face off every three seconds. She'd do that when they were a bit older. For now she was just happy that she had a little more time to herself for once.

Had she been in leadership still, Rosalyn would have been forced to integrate herself into the rest of the pack, seeking them out and ensuring they saw her both fit and able as well as ensuring they themselves were the same.  As it was, she was now free to completely ignore their presences here, a fact she had used and abused these past few weeks.  Rosalyn tended to rate wolves in regards to their use to her; only Erzulie and Raleska had evolved past that somehow.  So far, outside of Caiaphas who had sway here, no others had presented such.  She'd have tried to befriend Vaati in the past with the hopes of the largest at her side should things go south, but she just didn't have the energy for that anymore.

She'd known dimly before her own were born that there were other pups here, but she'd been too withdrawn into her own shit to ever make note of it.  Now that life had calmed, her children were thriving, and it appeared as though their future would be here, she wished to see the type they would grow up alongside.

'lo.  It's Grezig, correct?  She approached the spot and stood a ways away, in case the other mother took issue with her presence.

It was, but after a brief conversation, they parted.  It did not seem as if the other woman was very interested in conversation and Rosalyn had other matters to tend to.