A Vision Softly Creeping

*Resin* · 10-31-2020, 10:29 AM

Haunches folding, the big woman seated herself. She could see the anxiety flitting across Aranea's features and figured that this would be some sort of long explanation. She was a little surprised by the admission, but it seemed that the smaller woman had the situation handled. She wished to go to Abaven, leave her children with their father, then return to The Hallows.

Now, Resin wasn't the kind of wolf that cared how others mothered their children. She didn't have the greatest track record with children herself. The one-eyed woman honestly didn't care how or why as long as you didn't abuse your pups. If the children would have a better life with their father, so be it. Resin wasn't one to judge.

With her plan laid out and having mentioned that she wished to return to the Hallows due to some pull of duty, the big fae merely nodded. "If Theory, the alpha of Abaven, agrees to your temporary housing there, I see no reason to deny you that." If Theory was okay with it, then Resin was okay with it. Simple and sweet. Problem solved.

"Speech"

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