More comforting nuzzles came her way with yet more words of confidence. How on earth could Novel know this though? Novella doubted herself enough with her fighting and healing skills even after lessons, you couldn't exactly practice being a mother you just suddenly were one day it seemed. She wouldn't confess these doubts to her own mother though, although she still wore the thought clearly on her expression, she still wouldn't find joy yet in the news all of the worries hitting her first.
From her point of view she had a lot to live up to as a mother. Whilst Novel may have made mistakes with her first litter, it was often easy to forget being part of the somewhat spoilt second. They'd been treated equally and never felt pressure in their lives. Today though, Novella was already feeling the pressure of being a mother and she knew there would now likely be a lifetime of it ahead of her now. How on earth did her own mother and her sisters make it look so easy? "I hope so." She would sigh simply, nuzzling back into her mother's comforting touches.
