Being a mother was something entirely new to her, but what was even more unfamiliar was the fact that she could make decisions even without Novel. Suddenly she wanted to bring Psalm with her away from the pack's territories, and she wondered if Novel would agree with her decision or not. The last thing she wanted was to upset her, or to make her thing that she wasn't watching over either one of their sons to the best of her ability.
Despite her better judgment, she could agree, unable to resist the excitement that simply bubbled over from the young child. "Okay," she would say, finalizing her decision with a smile as he weaved beneath her legs. "But you have to stay close to me. If you wander off, we will turn around and come back home." There were so many things that even she had not experienced in the world, and she knew Psalm's curiosity could easily get the better of him and quickly land him in trouble. Though her tone was stern, she couldn't help but smile down at him, sure he would behave himself especially at the threat of not adventuring at all today.
With that she would wander close by Psalm, heading toward the east. The mangrove was familiar to her, still laden with the scent of pack wolves who still wandered there often, and she knew that they would not be in danger here. With a nudge she would set off, not letting him stray far from her side.
