Hushed Willows no living man am i! — you look upon a woman

She let out a little excited gasp at seeing the gifts Aure had brought, and nosed through it all, gently exploring. How wonderful! Lily chirped, tail beating fast behind her. Thank you, Aure—so very kind of you. Repayment was never necessary. . .but we do appreciate it. She'd have to divvy up the contents between wolves that would find use for the various things. The herbs to Olive, of course. . .

How are your children? she asked, straightening once more to shoot her friend a warm stare. They must be growing like mad; I know mine are. . .and driving me mad, too. They wouldn't be much younger than her own, right? They had been pregnant around the same period of time, she remembered.

And she hadn't missed the emotion present in Aure's voice, and wondered what that was about. Perhaps, though, the woman would disclose further as they eased into the conversation. For now, Lily wouldn't pry.