Midnight report

Sirius asked that she guide his children as well and the big woman huffed lightly, but nodded. Her lessons were hard ones. She lacked the compassion for children and treated them like adults. Of them all, Mort had weaseled his way into her heart, though she felt some affection for the rest. The dire questioned her about her feelings towards Mort and Resin's ears dipped for but a moment. She sighed long and slow, tendrils of steam snaking from her dusty blue nose. "Perhaps," she began. "Valkyrie, Artemis and Boeing were my sons. Valkyrie was quiet, but very smart. Artemis was a little ball of anger and Boeing was the sweetest thing." A soft chuckle left her. "Iolaire was a snobby little princess back then. I could barely stand her." Lips split in a grin, teeth flashing as the woman remembered.