She finds her way back to Encora not so sure what brings her hear this night but she is okay with it. She has fond memories of Attu. Still with her being so closely due she knew she might not hear the end of it. It seems though fate brought her hear to a purpose. Being pregnant seemed to heighten her mothering instincts and as she heard the soft whimpers she broke into a trot slowed by her newfound heaviness. She begins desperately searching the underbrush for the crying child.

A beautiful little girl appears soon after he search began. She was abandoned and just a newborn. She licked the child clean trying her best to calm the small thing lying with it between her paws. She brought it to her abdomen and curled her tail around it. She was scared to leave it and now more than ever longed for Attu. She laid still and silent ever anxious contemplating what to do.

A short soft howl escapes her maw. She calls for Attu this night. Will he respond? Will he seek her out? For the result of her pleas she is an anxious creature. She hated to be a bother to anyone and certainly Attu but she was scared and nervous. Would he willingly take another child that wasn’t his? She was heartbroken to tell him he wasn’t the only father to her children. The distress was written clearly on her face as a feeling of sickness grew. Surly he would understand… he had to…