Casting a playful look at her friend, Kirain shook her head with a chuckle. There went Stardust’s optimism, much appreciated, as always. Yet the mention of more arrivals drew a soft sigh from her. What determined who was chosen? Who was taken? It all felt so random, so pointless. The only thing they could do was offer what care and support they could.

Thank you, Stardust, for keeping an eye on things. Please don’t hesitate to reach out to Lestan or me if you need help.

She listened gleefully as her companion went on about her pigment struggles, pride warming her chest. Kirain had known Stardust would take to the craft quickly, and now she was already attempting something so beautiful! I’m sure you’ll figure it out. You’re clever like that.

A melodic laugh slipped from her as she watched her friend’s antics with the pups. It delighted her endlessly to see Stardust interacting with them. She would make an excellent aunt, though Kirain couldn’t help but wonder what sort of trouble she might lead them into once they were older. The thought earned a humorous sigh.

You’re right, it is just around the corner, much to my dismay. No, no, they won’t be able to reach dangerous areas so soon. They’ll be stumbling about for some time yet. A perimeter is an excellent idea. I’ll have to run it by Lestan.

Then came a question she hadn’t quite considered. She hesitated, thoughtful. I… I believe so. They’ve been responsive since their ears opened. They’ve even started to babble at their father, which is so devastatingly adorable.