<3 - A translation for any Russian words can be found by hovering over them.
There was a comfortable silence that enveloped the woman and everything around her as Mithras made himself comfortable, first settling for a sphinx-like position before rolling and flailing his celestial legs in the air. There was a hint of amusement in her eyes and a relaxed and honest smile on her maw. The Russian would remain silent, simply observing the newcomer to her family, which is what she did best. He would speak, making his concerns known to her and she pondered his wants briefly. “There is nothing to stop you from doing that, молодой Митра.” She pointed out, unaware of his past as many were of hers, only a handful of people knowing about Natalia Caelan Tsar. No, more people knew Caecia Natalia Diamáchi rather than who she used to be.
There was something eating at him, the observant wolf could tell. It caused her to try and figure it out without saying a word. Unfortunately, with someone as elusive and mysterious to her as the celestial son, she could not piece things together. It was only then that she decided to pose the question for herself. “Something is eating away at you, мой друг. What is it?” The observant wolf liked to help people, in a way she thought it helped atone for her sins, which were more than a few. The tigress would look up towards the stars, noting their ever movement despite the fact that they had faded away from her view with the rising sun.
