we're made to dream

As Avantika continued walking, she began to think about the role she might play in the new pups' lives. Maybe she could teach them to fight. It was certainly useful -- as she knew all too well -- and although there were plenty of competent fighters in the Hallows, she figured that more teachers would provide nothing but more experience with different fighting styles and in fighting diverse body builds. It would be an honor higher than she deserved to train the little ones in how to love and defend the pack.

Suddenly, she came upon the mother, who was probably also an important part of this train of thought, who gave her a wave. Avantika smiled back at Briar and altered her path to walk up to her, greeting her with a nod. After a moment, she gestured at her inflated belly and asked, "So, what's it like?" If there was anything Briar wanted her to do to make the pregnancy any easier, she would happily oblige; she could also just listen to anything Briar wanted to talk about. They weren't friends, yet, but that didn't mean they couldn't be. Briar was Art's wife and queen of the Hallows, meaning she was deserving of Avantika's loyalty regardless.

"Speech"