This was the most comfortable time for the girl, the soft dying light of the evening sun easy on her sensitive eyes and her flesh feeling cooled. In this moment, lounging half out of the den, the girl seemed a peaceful child. Her lids slid closed and her face turned to bathe in the drowning light. In this moment her energy and her penchant for gnawing on any unguarded toes or tails seemed distant; a simple figment of who she was. Her brother and sister were out with their mother, Recluse chosing to remain in the den, even if it meant she could feel the careful gaze of the tawny woman on her; which was enough to enflame a slight irritation in the child. The woman wasn't worthy of looking on her. But the poor girl had run herself out of energy earlier, and so simply simmered in her growing annoyance; trying to ignore it all together as she felt the last warmth of the day on her pelt. speech think action

Hannibal's pups were finally reaching the age in which the lessons and experiences they endure are more important then ever. He was aware that Nephthys had taken Banshee and Mordecai out to visit some sights and landmarks in the region and Recluse had stayed in the den. They were very careful with the albino child for she was even more inflicted then himself. Both eyes were a pale pink as well as her nose and lips. He felt her pain each and every day. For now the poor pup was told to stay indoors until the moon came forth but it was evident she was going to miss out on some of the exploration her siblings got to do. Hannibal thought over perhaps getting Leera to make the sun oil she mentioned upon their first meeting or even having Acere make a little cloak for the pup. The beast would take the opportunity to have quality time with his pale daughter and make his way inside the den. A quick glance to Eulogy was all he needed as a dismissal and his attention was swiftly moved to his daughter. A generous smile stained his lips as the large male leaned down to lick the top of Recluse's alabaster head. He then sat down with his tail flicking against the ground. "Hello little one." ""

The approaching scent of her father, Recluse's eyes slid open slowly, blinking against fading light as she scanned for him. The pup spotted his approach and her tail began to beat against the ground, finding enough force to make her rump wiggle. She followed his movements with pink gaze, flicking quickly to Euology as her father dismissed her; her expression turning cold briefly, but the moment her focus was back on her father the coolness melted. He gave her a smile and she giggled lightly as he licked the top of her head. "'llo papa!" She chirruped, an innocently happy greeting. She wiggled herself into her father's side, a contented sigh lifting from her lungs. Though she noted the swish of his tail, her head snapping to gaze hungrily at what was quickly becoming her favorite type of chew toy. speech think action

Hannibal sat tall in front of his growing daughter. A proud smile staining his pale lips as he watched the little ball of joy wiggling into happiness. He also observed the cold glare scent towards Eulogy which perked his curiosity. As this was his first ever litter the male was not aware of how early on pups would take note of adult relationships. It seemed all three of his pups were mimicking their parents coldness towards the slave which brought little emotion forth. Eulogy was a servant and his offspring should grow to understand her lack of authority, but he also wanted to instill positive attributes into their heart so they wont turn out to be so cruel. His pink and blue gaze poured downward into Recluse's own as he tilted his head to the side. "How have you been?" Hannibal was sure his other pups were getting on fine. Mordecai was growing use to having a long tail but the one of most concern was right in front of him. Her albinism would take a long time to get use to and it seemed her side effects were even worse then his own. "Are you remaining inside when the sun is shining?" It was a rule he was going to enforce until she grew of age and could make her own decisions. ""