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Desponia wasn't going to take them far. She wasn't an idiot, a lone mother with her brood beyond the borders of her pack made for an easy target but she'd be damned if she was going to let her kids play unsupervised with their dreadful cousins. Of course that meant she had to watch them. Had to keep urging them onwards and make sure none of them slipped off on the trip. Frankly Desponia did not understand the appeal of motherhood. Could not understand why her sister had wanted it so much she'd had multiple litters. But neither would she let it be said that she wasn't doing her duties. And despite her distance she wouldn't let anyone say shit about her kids, not because she felt protective of them but because of her own damn ego. Not that she was going to let them slide on bad behaviour either. To say the whole situation was complicated would have been an understatement.

As Desponia lay herself down in the grass, having found a clearing in the thicket, giving her kids a stern set of instructions ("don't go far, you need to be able to see me at all times, if I tell you to go home you run your ass home am I clear?") she had no idea how much more complicated things were likely about to get.

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