damnation - open; catching up

Her ears shifted, swiveled back to listen to the small steps of a child. One that she had picked up recently. As the small body moved close to settle beside her she was partially inclined to move away. The feelings of a mother not naturally there. But she forced herself to stay and she even slipped her tail around the child. After all she needed to foster him, make a Wanderer out of him. One that was strong and loyal. To her. Her gaze soften slightly as she looked down to Ruven, a smile flicking across her muzzle. "I'll get you something to eat in just a moment." She spoke gently before she lifted her head up and looked to Aphra who came next. As the woman spoke she listened, eyes widening ever so slightly. Her brother had taken charge, or at least had done something. Jormungand had broken the rules. Her rules and had decided that he was above them. No one was above her law here in the Coalition. No one.

A sneer spread over her muzzle. As if they didn't have enough trouble dealing with their current enemies and a mudslide that left them vulnerable. "Well, I'm glad that someone stepped up to handle that problem. And he better not show his face here again. If he does I will be glad to slit his throat personally." And she had liked him too. Thought of him as a favored acquaintance. Shouldn't trust someone just visiting she supposed. As for the mention of the kids she didn't care. They were free to choose wherever they wished to be and that was that. "I hope they had a decent life in the Pitt. Aphra is welcomed to visit them if she cares to."