It wasn't just their surprising entrances that had shaken Emer, there was something about the scent of the two males seemed somewhat familiar though she was unable to figure out why. She tried telling herself it was simply that they were members of Valhalla and yet all the same there was more to the feeling of recognition than that. Unlike the occasion she had recalled Valerius' scent, there was something about the wolves before her now that just seemed a little unnerving. Maybe she was searching for nothing, an excuse to feel so nervous, this was after all the first occasion since before her traumatic incident that she had met not one but two strangers at a time, even if both were in the same pack as her.
The first wolf had already begun to apologise before she could find her words, though the arrival of the second had interrupted him, just as he had interrupted Emer's thoughts. With only one of the males present she may have felt a little more at ease, but right now even in what was really her own home now, she still felt rather vulnerable. The first man would finish his attempted apology as a sneezing fit would fall upon what was apparently his brother before he too would contribute to the apology, though a little more casually than the brown man, perhaps it was the snot or the joking way in which he had referred to it though Emer certainly didn't feel Baldur was quite as polite as Thor.
"I... I wasn't hunting." Emer finally found her voice a little it seemed, commenting on Baldur's assumption. She highly doubted she would currently be able to hunt well at all given how heavily pregnant she was now. She was attempting to calm herself, reminding herself once more that the pair were in the same pack as she was though nerves were certainly still high.
Of course just as she was starting to somewhat settle down in the presence of Thor and Baldur, another wolf would come along. This female at least didn't startle her, though the number of wolves now gathering was certainly a few more than Emer would have liked. She probably could have coped with any one of them alone but all three together was just a little too much for the timid female.
Amia would swiftly introduce herself, as well as congratulate Emer on her pups. The mother-to-be certainly didn't wish to explain the horrific situation she had actually landed herself in and to be honest still wasn't sure how she felt about them at all. Motherly instincts had certainly begun to kick in, the den had been prepared the best she could and she had a strong urge to keep them safe and of course keep them full stop. She still felt oddly empty emotionally though, neither love nor hate springing to mind as she thought of them.
Fortunately she could skip the awkward thank you, something she almost felt obliged to give despite the confusing way she felt about all of this. Amia had turned her attention to the males instead and for a moment Emer pondered on whether she would be able to leave the three of them to talk and simply slip away. Quickly she banished the thought, it seemed rather rude and so she forced herself to stay put.
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