They?d begin to move mother and child, Song?s jaws grasping the tiny bundle as Guinevere attempted to stand. She?d sigh softly as Dhren wordlessly expected the girl to follow. With the pup in her jaws now would not be the time to speak with her son, but once these two were resting safely within the borders there would be much to talk about. Pale paws would help support guin and carry the little charmiene to an abandoned den rather close to the borders. She?d place the tiny girl next to her mother as Guinevere slowly fell asleep and her bicolored gaze would turn to Dhiren. She was unsure what was going on, but if this was her grand child she needed to know now. "Dhiren, how much do you know?" Her voice was soft as she slipped from the confines of the den and kept her gaze on her eldest boy.
