Rub-a-dub-dub

There was a warmth in her eyes as she watched Alastor with her son, silently appraising the reactions they had to one another. She was still concerned with what to do about her pack, but the ivory and silver lady wouldn't dwell on it for now. Instead, she would focus on this moment with Alastor and Kichi. She gave a laugh at the boy as he spoke of Ilyn, it wasn't surprising given the polar bear was more suited to war than babysitting. She grew thoughtful at the proposal Kichi made, tilting her head toward Alastor, "What do you think of all that, Alastor? I honestly wouldn't mind that at all." She knew of Alastor's soft spot for pups, having watched him with the younger generations of Mirovis, it was one of the reasons she had left him in charge of their protection. As long as he was alright with it, she would be too. Of course, she could always command such things, she wouldn't make Alastor watch her son while she went out to find them a home.

Lurid watched as Alastor's tail thumped the earth, and he whispered something conspiratorial in Kichi's ear, making her raise a brow in question. Kichi was alive then, even boasting about the bite to her nose. She laughed again and nodded to confirm, "Indeed he did, those little needle teeth are sharp." It was all she could do to hold in the peels of giggling laughter that would spill from her so they could talk. Kichi was a fine kid, and to watch him open up into the bubbly nature of a pup once again, she found a silent pride swelling in her chest. Thankful to Alastor, in ways he couldn't imagine, Lurid let her own tail wave as theirs did. Happy in the moment to simply watch as her life-long friend and adopted son entertained one another. All the while she mulled over a plan for their future in the back of her mind.