Wildest dreams

The female was getting a bit of a reprieve from her duties as a mother thanks to Amaia. Thank goodness for her sister, the femme thought. She loved Ash and Phoenix to pieces, but honestly the little ones were toublemakers. It was tough sometimes, being their mother, but did Carletta regret taking up the duty? No, not at all. She wouldn’t trade this at all. She was happy being their mother. Even if she wasn’t their real mother, something she made sure of that they knew, she was happy raising them.

Carletta would blink, her eyes falling upon a stranger further down the mountain path. Her blue eyes shown though, eagerly calling down to the stranger in an excite tone. “Hello!” Though she spoke the common tongue her accent hung in the air as she jumped down from where she was standing starting towards him with tail wagging lazily back and forth. She tilted her head to the side, approaching perhaps too friendly... But what could being friendly hurt? As if second guessing herself Carletta held back, ears lowering slightly as she looked upon the male.

“Err... It is...” She stumbled over her common, feeling embarrassed already. What was coming over her? Was it the poor interaction that had occurred between that red marked woman after Phoenix took her rabbit? Maybe there was a slight worry beginning to grow about strangers? What if one of her children had done something to anger this one?