"Listen to me talk," 'but read my thoughts.'
Svetlana was sure of it, even if she wasn’t showing yet. She was pregnant. There was something about her scent that had changed, and Korrin had noticed it too. Had Leo? Did he know that she carried his babies? The femme was beyond happy herself, the thought of little ones running around the most pleasant of thoughts. She would leave the den, slipping past the dozing fox, to spend a little time by herself. Leo was out patrolling... And Svet figured when he returned that evening she would talk to him about what she had discovered.

Parenthood was a scary thought. Not long after having them Raisa had disappeared not once, but time and time again, chased by her demons. The thought of ever abandoning her children scared her. For any reason at all. But Svetlana wouldn’t let that happen. She didn’t blame Raisa for what happened, but it didn’t help the fact she remembered growing up in times that were harder than she would have liked.

Sure much of that had been brought on by herself. But she was going to make things right this time. She would be there for their little ones, and they would be raised in love by both parents.

Moving towards the hot springs, enjoying the heat that they let off. Svet would look around, pondering some things. Fiori had shrunk since she joined it. But it was still her pack, her home. Svetlana would come to a stop, sitting next to one of hot springs with her tail curled around her paws.

Table by:: Shelby

Epiphron did not know Svetlana well, but she approved wholeheartedly of her son's new wife. If that truly cared for one another - and it was obvious that they did - she was without complaint. True love was.. to put it lightly.. a hard thing to find, and she knew if Leo had found it, he had to hold on to it tightly. She had no issue with reminding him of that, but surely he knew that as well as anyone. Though it was still winter, the season was mild here at the coast. The worst of the cold seemed to have passed anyway.. spring would be here soon enough. And at the very least, they always had the springs. Today, nothing sounded better in the entire world than taking a dip in the warm water that she had grown so accustomed to. Her paws carried her to the edge of the spring, and quickly she noted that Svetlana was already here - her presence seemed light today, and Epiphron would turn in her direction, padding over to her and offering her daughter-in-law a gentle dip of her head. "Afternoon, Svetlana," the elder woman greeted her with a smile. She wasted no time in getting a conversation going before beginning to step into the warm spring, one paw at a time - she'd been looking forward to it since she woke up, and her tired bones were begging for the comfort she knew the water would offer her.