That's just the way it is

Since the birth of her pups, the silver temptress had made the hot springs her home. They had grown fast, each developing their own personality. It wasn't always obvious but the wan loved her children and would fight to the death for them. The mobile pups had ventured off, it didn't bother her, they never went farther than Tortuga. She was interested to see if they all knew about their father, or if it was only Sora. The woman had gone hunting before returning to the springs, carcass in tow.

Nostrils flared. Her pups had wandered off again. Crown would lift, a melody fell from dark lips. She wanted her children's presence. It was time they began training. She would not have weaklings for children. They would not fall like their father. She refused. Bringing her call to an end, haunches would drop the earth, plume curling around her. Snow fell around her, blanketing her pelt. Patience would be given, but not for long. Her children had learned quickly that she demanded obedience. A sense of pride rolled through her, she was confident that the little bastards would not let her down.

"Cat Talk" "Cena Talk"