Zelda wasn’t even thinking about children yet, perhaps maybe never. She wasn’t sure, what life would have instore and as time passed children seemed to be lower and lower on her list of priorities. After all the pack had so many demands, things came up and happened. Asteraia had changed hands and while that was all fine and well Zelda always wondered what next would happen now that peace finally seemed to settle back on Moladion after the storm around Arace had settled. Zelda thus far didn’t regret having the woman as part of her pack. While perhaps she was a bit of a firm teacher, put politely, Petra gave no indication that Arace was bad. Regardless, the wolfess was a little taken aback by her growl and rather aggressive behavior at Zelda’s gentle greeting.

Zelda didn’t know much about being pregnant. She knew her own mother was quite tired with the second litter and often just rested, but Zelda was pretty naive otherwise to what an expecting mother went through. The hunger, cravings, and other more frustrating feelings that came along with it. Still considering the what seemed like untenable situation Arace was in Zelda’s mind lucky to have children. They were things that were usually wanted and blessed, and Zelda held no question that they were her Elder’s, Starfall’s, children. They were imprints after all, and it could be expected, still her curt answer left Zelda to tilt her head at the woman’s frustration. She could hear the soft rumbling and Zelda’s face was given to smile despite Arace’s rather grumpy introduction.

”If you’re hungry I could help you hunt something. I’m sure you are probably not up to doing it on your own easily.” The light woman offered, head tilting slightly though she seems to maybe not take in what Zelda had said just yet as she starts ranting about her situation. The smile came off her tan muzzle, she listened to her gripe about her swelling, how she didn’t have problems with her last litter. Last litter? She had children previously? A topic for another time that for now Zelda stored back, before the woman asked if Zelda had ever had children. Before she could reply though Arace answered the question for her, and with an answer that wasn’t entirely true though it left a bit of a bite behind. Well… she had a mate, and they wanted children, just things didn’t work out that way. Arace wouldn’t have known that though, and that she actually managed to cut the wolfess for a change.

It was pretty obvious by Zelda’s averted eyes and her whole form seemed to wilt slightly. Letting the silence fall over them so that they could only hear the wind in the branches during late winter night. It was then that the wolfess sighed and did something Zelda didn’t expect. Apologize. She must have really meant it, Arace wouldn’t even apologize for killing someone, least, that was how Zelda saw it. Her tail waved and her smile returned to her maw though it wasn’t exactly all there as it had been before.

”Well, I’d be happy to help, and if Starfall and you cannot ensure you get your fill we have lots of young hunters that I could ensure get some fresh kills to you more often. My offer still stands to help you tonight though.” The wolfess offered her. Arace was a lot of things, but Zelda was still pretty convinced she wasn’t all bad. Her little apology, in a way, was proof of that and Zelda would keep it close, even if that fresh cut still burned a little.