Never. Fucking. Again
Birth and stuff.
04-15-2024, 10:28 AM
There was a twinge of something as she glanced up and watched Saracyn lay beside Scylla with his pups at her belly, but she quickly tucked that emotion–weather it was envy or something else, she wasn't sure–down underneath the gratitude and shock that was currently overwhelming anything else she could have been thinking or feeling. She kept her gaze on the pups, taking in every little detail. She knew that once they had them back home she would have nothing but time to take in everything about them, but because she hadn't been able to carry them herself it felt so strange that they were suddenly here in front of her. It didn't feel real, but felt so incredibly real at the same time. It was disorienting to say the least.
What finally pulled her out of that was when Scylla spoke, bringing her gaze back up to the smaller woman when she pointed out that she had done what was asked of her before demanding that she be released from Elysium. Avacyn was sure that her surprise and was clear on her face and for a moment she was quiet as she considered, glancing briefly past her at Saracyn. She already knew that Scylla didn't want any sort of role as a parent to these pups–a thing she was very grateful for since she had been slightly concerned about a conflict that could have come up in the future over that–but she hadn't expected Scylla wanting to leave entirely because of it. It made her wonder what all had happened or what all was said between her and Saracyn given her brother's sudden affection toward the woman he had previously had such an animosity for.
Regardless, Scylla had given them more than she could ever have ever imagined so how could she deny her this request? She had promised Scylla a prominent position within the pack in exchange for this gift, but if being in the pack was no longer what she wanted then there was nothing else here she could offer her to sway her. It would hurt to lose a skilled wolf like herself, but that was a worthy sacrifice if that was what Scylla wanted. "Of course. If that's what you want," she agreed with a small nod. "And should your siblings wish to follow you I will not stop them," she added after a beat. She supposed only time would tell whether or not the other Kleins would follow suit. Things were always shifting and changing so she had to wait and see how things settled. For now she had three pups that would be getting all of her attention and then some for quite a while.
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