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Violet and also anyone from Avon if they choose

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Yes.

A torrent of grandchildren. Pups amuck. Baptized in the yapping, excitable continuation of her line, interrupted only by the occasional spasm of pain that blossomed from the base of her tail where a wound continued to fester. Harper had been absent for months, now, leaving Elysium without their primary healer; Valeska was too stubborn to let anyone else have a good look at her injury, hoping beyond hope that her half-sister might yet return, but it seemed a lost cause.

And so it ached.

Nevertheless, she was delighted to spend the days mothering Dimitri and Fiadh's litter, marveling at how quickly they grew with each passing day and remembering fondly the time when her own children were so young. It seemed as if she had blinked and suddenly they were all grown up, pursuing their own passions, raising pups, leaving home... it was bittersweet, but she had always known it was the nature of things.

Being a grandparent wasn't so bad either.

As Valeska wandered the meadow, she caught a familiar scent on the wind - like Dimitri's, like Sreda's, but more fragrant - more pronounced - very floral -

Violet!

The High Priestess trotted toward the direction of her scent, tail painfully motionless but spirit a-wagging as she did.

Bulldozer

A torrent of grandchildren indeed.

Ksyusha found a stick. Well. Branch, really. And it wasn't just her, Éabha found it too!

After a good ol' tug of war session, the pair decided they needed to show off this find to everyone. Was it both of their ideas? Only Ksyusha's? Was it Eabha's and Ksyusha clinged onto the idea as well? With these two, who knew! But they each had one end of the stick, Ksyusha's tail up high and wagging as the pair trotted towards the closest familial scent, playfully growling around the stick before upping the speed once she caught sight of Valeska.

Babushka needed to see their find!

She's going to see it real close!

Too close!!

My Darling, You will never be unloved by me, you are too well tangled in my soul
1-0-1 OC
Bulldozer

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Éabha was so curious of everything in this world, and most the time was glued to her golden counterpart. Exploring the confines of the territory as best as possible, curiously poking her head into badger holes and into low abandoned bird nests, that sometimes weren't abandoned.

Now, the chaos duo trotted beside eachother, on each end of the branch, growling playfully, and Éabha once in a while gave a little tug to her side, playfully taunting her sister by stepping on paws or smacking rumps with tail, anything in mind was what she did.

When the scent of Babushka wafted into her nose, she too, sped up to beeline for Babushka, she had to see, she just had too!