Can you hear me calling, calling?

Qanik nodded to Misha's assertion that she would like to begin scouting the border. It would be good for the girl's confidence to have a job to do, rather than sitting around feeling useless and caught up in her own fears, whatever was causing them. She also professed that she would try to work on the hunting and defensive fighting. "Good," Qanik murmured. "It is important for any member of the pack to know how to protect themselves. As for pups, of course." She dipped her head again in acceptance. "Once the pack has pups, I am sure your assistance would be welcomed by the mother."

But Misha went on to speak about how she and Dayton wished to have pups. Though her eyes widened slightly in surprise, because it was unexpectedly sudden, her whole manner softened in delight. "I am not sure it is my place to give you permission or not, but I am personally very happy for you both, and wish you the best with it. I will bring it up to Roman next I see her so she is aware." It would be good to have pups in Tortuga, though the thought caused a pang in the old wolf's heart. She, who would never have pups. Still, she wouldn't mar the girl's happiness with her angst, so she hid it behind the mask of genuine joy for them. She could indulge her emotions later, right now she had other things to deal with.

"I would like you to begin defense training as soon as possible, then, so that you have some of the basics before you are too pregnant to continue," she pressed. "I intend to call a meeting of all the wolves to make sure that everyone begins to learn, so we can start then when I can pair you with a wolf more your size and strength and you can both learn." It would be a good exercise in pack unity as well. Qanik made a note to do that as soon as possible.



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