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Cascade was a fickle one in her eyes. And while Avalon wasn't entirely pleased with the woman trying to keep her from leaving with her only children, she respected the woman enough to grant her a nod. In a way she was right. Her kids were old enough to decide on their own, she only hoped they would come with her to start the pack as a family. "Very well, I'll call for them and they can decide." She stated simply.

She tilted her head back and called for the four of them, returning her gaze to meet cascade. She didn't miss the look of disdain on her face, and she didn't know why the wolves here seemed to hate her. Some of them, anyway. She was not Valentine's object, and while she thought the younger male handsome, she didn't think have any interest in him in that way.