Checkup

It had taken some time to get used to the islands. Although Luce preferred staying on the mainland (her atelier and herbs were all there), they had decided to enjoy the summer sun by teaching the puppies to swim. Some of them had taken to it better than others. Cognac's horns were coming in faster than his sibling's and it had set the poor boy terribly off balance. He stumbled around on a good day. While she was filled with worry for all of their futures, her anxiety had finally faded to a regular day-to-day hum. No longer was she frozen by fear. She motivated herself by being the best mother she possibly could be. A familiar scent caught her nose followed shortly by a friendly call. Luce changed course and headed back towards the shore, beckoning her brood to follow. "Iolaire!" she said warmly, wagging her tail. Lucretia's posture was still tense but her eyes looked uncharacteristically relaxed. "Welcome, welcome, to our island home," she grinned.