Mid-Life Crisis

Lúta did her best to keep her nerves under control and not to get her hopes up to high. There was no need to rush and she knew the pack had a limited amount of wolves they could support. Still, she found herself eager. If not this year than she hoped the next. She wished to enjoy motherhood before old age settled in too deeply. Her ears perked up as Resin replied, stating that she could agree if Shilah helped out more with the food stores. Lúta quickly nodded. She couldn't imagine he'd have a problem with that and with autumn and winter moving into Auster he'd already mentioned that he planned to stick closer to the Hallows. Especially with the strange and terrifying creatures that seemed to be moving into the area. Wandering solo was a risky endeavor any more. "I'm sure he'd agree. I can't think of a reason he would decline." His people were nomadic and she knew he hunted frequently when he'd lived amongst them.

Resin then granted her permission and Lúta nearly bounced with excitement. "Thank you, Resin! I greatly appreciate it!" Oh, just wait til she told Shilah!