She was not a woman who expected another to stay by her side. She understood how pregnancy happens, but she lived most of her life independent and alone. She was not bothered to raise her puppies by herself. Sure, it some challenges, but nothing that Butterfly could not tackle on her own.

Yet she did not mind when the man who helped bring her puppies to life decided to come around, although quite a bit later after the pups were born. She had spotted his scent around at times, and knew he likely watched over them from time to time. She was with Kricket today, and as she walked with her active daughter she heard the hello.

She turns her dark head to see the male poking his head through the brush. She always held a very calm and chill demeanor, and simply smiled a welcoming greeting.

”Tyrion, hello,” she says gently, as Kricket sees him now and turns her little mis-matched eyes over to him. She was certainly small for her age compared to a lot of puppies, but that did not stop her from perking up as she saw Tyrion. Kricket was told about Tyrion being her father, but she didn’t think much of it. She honestly figured this was how all things were. Regardless, Kricket was excited to see him.

”HI!” Kricket yells out as her small black form, chest slashed in white, with golden streaks begins to dash directly towards Tyion. Her tongue dangled from her mouth and her little legs were surprisingly quick. She stopped just short of the brush.

”Hi Tyrion, hi!” she exclaims with her tail wagging madly behind her. Butterfly followed much more calmly and slowly behind and nodding her head in greeting.

”What brings you here?” she asks with a slight tilt of her head, as Kricket then tries to leap forward and lick Tyrion’s maw with great excitement- if allowed.