I AM AN OCEAN, I AM THE SEA

Her children had been born. They were each emblems of perfection and she expected nothing less from them as they grew. There had been five in total- and the labor had been horrendous, but they'd survived. Even the fifth one- the one she was sure wouldn't see past it's first night. It was a sickly thing- and it's name, would hopefully help the child develop some sense of ego. If she survived the coming spring. Roman had left her den, and had left her pups where they slept. She needed some air- and perhaps it was simply luck that she heard the summons from a familiar ally. She trotted towards the border- though she'd lost a good bit of the weight with the birthing she still wasn't in good shape. By the time she neared, she was puffing and she slowed before approaching- determined to get her breath back before she'd greet her ally. As she emerged from the shadows, she took a deep breath- and a wry grin lit her jaws. Was everyone having pups?! "Does my nose deceive me? Do I scent a child that has loitered at your tits?" A bit of humor was in her eyes, as she shook her head. "How are you, Artemis?" She inquired, this time her tone is a bit more serious.