It had been many moons since Wardruna had thought of Dimitri . A man she did not initially find in the least bit attractive, unlike her feelings towards his red-headed brother. Still, Wardruna was a committed young woman, dutiful and she had goals. Goals which required a mate, for she would be damned if her children would be seen as basterds.

Men - pah! It seemed almost laughable now. Between all the failed attempts: Alder, Dimitri, Orel… All along Sreda remained the wall flower spider in wait as Wardruna realized she did not need a man all along. She needed commitment and loyalty. She needed faith in the gods. Blood magic wasn't all sources of evil doing.

Maybe it will be held at night… She began to ponder as Valeska spoke of the wedding, her own excitement spilling ideas into Wardruna's head. A decoration of bones with war paint instead of florals, even.

Oh-! So very many names, actually… A soft smile. After all, she had been waiting for this day to come even before she had her first heat. She remembered that time. A sad time in loneliness. Yet Valeska's words broke her thought process, ears sweeping back and her smile deepening. Eyes glistening even, at this. Thank you, Valeska. That means the world to me. These pups, I've wanted them for so long … They will be my everything.