1 little, 2 little, 3 little Adravendis; 4 little...5 little....good god

When Meri's voice rolled out over Valhalla's lands - once, then again - Viviane dropped what she was working on and immediately took off, only to skid to a stop, frustrated and indecisive before turning back to shove the lavender she was working on drying into enough semblance of order that it wouldn't be ruined if she didn't get back to it for a while, then took off again towards where Meri had called. She was the last to arrive, and while she wasn't oblivious to the various tensions between some of her siblings and would soothe it if she could right now it was more imperitive that she meet Meri's children. "Meri!" she called out happily, bouncing up to her brother to throw her forelegs around him in a hug. She turned her attention to his children and without pause went straight from hugging Meri to hugging each of the younger wolves in turn, one swift gentle squeeze and immediately on to the next. The mucky scruffy girl didn't give her pause at all as she caught her up in a hug too before pulling the boy close, and then the last girl. The affection was easy, spontaneous, and she gave as little thought to the possiblity of one of them protesting as she did to the mud that now stained her white collar and chest - which is to say, none at all. "I am so glad to finally meet you all. Oh, Meri, look at them all, they're so wonderful and so grown up." A faint gleam of tears brightened her green eyes as she raked a proud and loving gaze over her nieces and nephew for the first time.