A world of possibilities

The moment she set them free, all three of their energetic, too-smart-for-their-own-good pups went charging out into the sunlight and she watched them go with a chuckle and an exasperated sigh. Thyrus immediately began to explore, Fever charged out as fast as her little legs could carry her, and Daemon waltzed out like this island was already his. They each had so much personality already and it was so interesting to see how they each reacted to their first steps into the wider world around them. She felt Saracyn's foreleg around her and she glanced over at him with a smile as she leaned into his side before returning her gaze to the pups as they each found their own point of interest in the clearing. She grinned at his comment about the hell they had unleashed into the world, replying, "A trio of tiny Saracyns, that's what." Growing up he had always been the one to push boundaries and get himself into trouble and that was reflected back into their children ten fold.

She watched as Daemon went to eat a blueberry from a nearby bush, making her internally sigh since one of the three rules she gave them was to not eat things they weren't familiar with. She had given them berries before she wasn't sure if she could classify it as "unfamiliar" so she didn't stop him–but was pleasantly surprised when he ended up stopping and calling out to her to see if they were safe to eat. She chuckled and nodded before getting up from Saracyn's side to walk over to him. "They are–and they're delicious." She plucked a berry off of the bush for herself before skewering a couple on her feline claws. "Fever! Thyrus! Would you like some blueberries?" she called out to their other children, waiting to offer the berries to them if they wanted them.

"Avacyn & Saracyn"