Too Pretty To Die

Head tilted as she waited with bated breath for an answer back, and sure as hell, Widow answered! "Oh! Widow looks better!" She exclaimed happily, taking it as a sign that it was safe to approach now. Widow came to her, taking a seat as she explained that Tazzy and Terror were doing much better now, which honestly was good news to hear! She had been sick with worry over the three of them of course, but especially worried about the pups, and she feared losing her first born son! (Though she feared losing any of her children, Tazzy was one of her first and they were near and dear to her little heart)! She grinned, tail wagging as she breathed a sigh of relief she didn't know she needed. "Medusa is happy to see you are all okay now. She's been holding down the fort, it's been quiet a little, but Medusa thinks that is a good sign this time. It means no trouble, especially with all the pups running around. Medusa has been doing her best to make sure they are all okay!" And boy was she exhausted! Red and Ripper had been blazing their own paths and getting into all sorts of trouble, but none so far have gotten into something they couldn't handle, thank god! As frazzled as she was starting to feel, she wouldn't have it any other way!

"Is Widow going to be okay? She looks like she feels a lot better!"

"Speech!"