the leaves changing in the fall

“So I see” He said, slight amusement in his voice as he watched her work. He only watched for a few moments. Seeing what was being dug out, what was being trimmed back, and what was left alone. He did not know herbs very well, but he was very good at mimicking what another was doing. So, extending his claws, he used them to press into the dirt and loosen the roots of the plants she was pilling. He wasn’t a wolf that stood idle while another worked.

“Won’t be long before we have little Halo’s and Mort’s running around this garden” He commented. The pups were growing quickly, he had seen that himself when he had popped in to ensure they knew his scent. “Have any of them started showing any preferences yet? Have you considered apprenticeships?” He asked. He knew they were still very young, and it was quite possibly the last thing on her mind, but he wanted to be a part of his grandkids' lives. He wanted to offer his knowledge where it was wanted, and help them learn the basics of self defence.


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