fourteen - Fenrir's heart - Heyel's soul - Spider of Spirane
sister of warlow, dam of sven *adopted*
this is her in blackouts

Whether or not Sven ever accepted her as a true parent would not stop the love that she felt for him. There is always a bond, she thinks, in the raising of another. The way they depend on you and grow to you as you feed them, train them, teach them, and learn their quirks. Sven was a quiet creature but there was so much potential for greatness in him, hiding at the edge of his eyes and the way he moved, calm and poised. Natu had no problems in thinking Sleekwing would teach Sven everything he needed to learn and more and with their corroboration as proof to Sven how to do things he would learn quickly. It relieved much of her pressure to finally have unveiled her hidden secrets and to know that Daenery's did not frown upon her for them.

A bright grin adorns her face when Dany laughs, enjoying making her Queen laugh. They were both rather somber souls, fit with stern countenances, and they could both do with more smiles. She wonders how long it would be before Daenery's found the other half of her heart - the one who would provide Princesses for Spirane and perhaps some Princes along with it. No doubt her Queen would be a wonderful mother.

A gentleness softens her face now along with a happy wagging of her tail. What high praise it is to be offered such a compliment and in the same sentence the seed to a trust between them. "I hope, Daenerys," she replies quietly, blue eyes watching the female jump onto her familiar throne. Yet Natu does not wander away this time as she has done in the past. The morning has broken fully now, as it always does in such a swift manner, and burned away the quiet of the early twilight hours.

"I... had noticed that your friend, Leonidas, has been missing as of late," she begins, her voice tentative, watching Daenery's for any sign of discomfort. "Will he be coming back do you suppose?"