Can you hear me calling, calling?

Misha would nod, smiling softly. "Yes, it all seems very good. If it's possible, I would like to become a scout for wandering loners, and then call upon you or Roman," Misha would nod. "Though. I will try the hunting, and training in fighting for defense. And, Qanik, if I could do a few shifts here and there to take care of the pups, I would love to.. " The small fae would smile widely at the thought of her mate Day, and how they might be expecting pups in the winter. Misha looked up at Qanik, deciding to tell her the news. "Qanik. I'm sure you know my mate, Dayton. Well, if it won't be too much trouble him and I were going to try for pups in the winter," Misha would say, smiling softly up at Qanik.