on parole [agria/kaine kids]

Kaine was always so sweet and wonderful, at least to Agria and the children and maybe even some of the pack members. And yet, here was Agria with her bitchy attitude nearly all the time. It was amazing how Kaine still wanted to be involved with her, but she always held up and showed how much she cared. It was just so sad she couldn't match their loving behavior, especially come morning.

She laid as delicate as ever, the whisper in her ear she would mumble, "Mmmmmm, nooo." in a quiet whine. And just as she had started to get back into her slumber, a little being slithered up from her chest and she of course couldn't help but scrunch her face in disturbance, rolling over slightly on her side with yet another whine, "MMMMMMM." Kaine was sure to hear her irritation with the loss of even a minute of sleep. Maybe she just wanted to be the last out of the den, who knew?

Peeking one of her eyes out, she'd look at the little brown furball and then lightly shuting her eye yet again, "What?" It wasn't necessarily rude, but just a sluggish response to the child who found his way in her face. She then went to roll and move, mindful not to catch the tiny being in between her legs and crush him.

She joined Kaine outside, looking down at the two heathens they had produced and taught all they knew. She had to admit, it was like watching a miracle with every passing day that they grew and learned.