who's working the front desk?

One day she would tell, tell them that she was feeding them the flesh of their fallen foes, to drag them further down into this delusion but for now she would simply allow them to unknowingly dine. Her husband knew already, she had taken him hunting on their first date, and now she almost didn't realize that she should tell her children of the truth behind their food. It was just natural... Right? He would step forward and behin to eat in silence, she would drop back on her haunches in this time and allow him to dine without being harassed. Slowly purple tongue would flick out over lips, working slowly at freeing her maw of blood. After that she would pick up each forepaw, spreading toes and cleaning her paws of dirt and blood. She would only pause when he ceased eating and spoke, asking of his siblings. "They can have some only if you are full, if not then finish and I will go back for more for them." She would say easily as if this was the most natural thing of all. Jaws would gape as she yawned before rolling her shoulders back and peering down at her son. "Tell me Necro. What are your interests? Ganja is learning herbs, Toxin to hunt... Is there anything you wish to learn?" She would ask, tone lazy as she studied him curiously. Might as well ask right? Nova wanted her to loosen the reigns more.