It was time for Maija to spend time with the smallest baby of the bunch: Freya. Her beloved runt was in need of some quality time with her mother and Maija didn't hesitate when the opportunity came along. Taurig and Sibelle had decided to play with the babies at the beach's closest location near their den, wanting the puppies to remain comfortable. Meanwhile, she saw the way Freya watched from the sidelines and immediately gave the girl her devoted attention. The golden female padded towards the miniature mixture of her parents and reclined to her haunches. Maija then lowered her front half to the ground and met eyes with her youngest daughter. "Freya," she softly said, tones graced with her Romanian accent and a soft touch of concern. "Would you like to come with me and see something amazing?" She wondered if this would work for her youngest baby. Speech,

The play of her siblings had turned too rough for the runt; she had slunk away some time ago limping a little bit though only for a moment as the pain in her leg receded. The girl was pouting, she wanted to play too! Her size had its advantages in other games, like hide and seek but when it came to rough housing she was woefully under equipped, easily knocked over and stepped on. She was seated upon the sands, pawing at is absently as she watched. She gave a huff and shifted, burying one paw into the soft shore and quickly pulling it out, flicking the sand off.
He mother approached and her tail gave a small wag, though she quickly turned her attention back to her siblings. Then the golden woman lowered herself to eye level and had Freya?s full attention. As her mother spoke, her tail began to beat against the beach, turquoise eyes filling with curiosity. "Uh-huh" She said, giving a quick nod and rising to her paws.



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Maija's rare smile appeared on her face and she rose to all fours. Effortlessly, she shook all over and padded a few steps sideways from Freya to make sure the young girl was paying attention. As Freya started to follow her, Maija turned her gaze to the direction they would be going. Her mind was silently working out the coordinates of where everything was on the island beyond their den area. A small flick of her tail was given and she glanced at her daughter before gently ordering, "Come." Her gold paws had a slow pace as they walked through the sand to climb on the grassy knolls. It wasn't until they touched the green ground that her pace picked up to a brisker one. She looked back to see Freya lagging behind and so she slowed down for the sweet baby to catch up. Her pace became slower and less hurried, which was something Maija naturally did. If it wasn't for her family, she would still be in a hurry to go nowhere. Lucky for her, she had a destination that day and it was with her sweet baby girl. They had gone through the familiar path between the trees and finally stopped at a certain part of the forest. Two bushes marked the dead end, which usually had others turn and retreat. Maija knew better, however, so once Freya stood beside her, she backed up and nudged her daughter in the rear with her wet nose. "Go on," she commanded, tones warm with Romanian accent curling around them. She couldn't wait to see Frey's reaction to the lovely site of the small waterfall she had found. speech here