A year. I couldn't believe my babies were already a year old, following their cousins around like they were ticks. It was cute and endearing to see, to say the least. Two girls, two boys, and I couldn't be happier. But, I had to admit, I missed Royce something fierce. I don't know what was going on between the two of us, so don't even try to ask! Today, though, I was walking with Bran and Emer, explaining to them some of the more, poisonous plants that were widespread around the lands. Nightshade, water hemlock, white snake root, and rosary pea to name a few. They were some things I stocked, quietly in my animal hide sack, just to keep in case of emergencies. But while I carried them, I also carried things that would counteract each of those plants. Mainly a lot of herbs and seeds that would cause you to vomit whatever you ingested up, along with burned tree bark, the burned tree bark worked as a charcoal substitute, to absorb whatever else was still within the body.

I was explaining to them both what to look for, how to distinguish one plant from the other, along with what mushrooms were poison as well. I didn't want them to grow up to be one of the unfortunate souls who happens to eat the wrong thing. I was as skilled as any self taught healer could be. And that was surely saying something. Rozenn and Reine, my nieces, had Bris and Olwen with them, adventuring or something. I was blessed to have my family so close. So as I walked, my pups snug at my side, I heard something catch my attention. My name. Well, that's a little strange, eh? My grey and red boy ran towards the wolf who called my name, closely followed by his cream and tan sister, while I shook my head and bounded off to catch up to them. I barked at the two crazy pups as they ran straight towards the she-wolf who called for me.

When I finally caught up to them, I came at them from the side, speeding up a little and sliding onto my side to knock them over me. They tumbled, butts over head until they came to a stop a yard or two away from the newcomer. I laughed, shaking my head as I stood up and grasped the two pups. I wrapped my paw around Emer, and grabbed Bran by the scruff. Plopping them back to my side, I narrowed my eyes at them. "Stop taking off before I do! You can't just run up to others all the time you two!" I scolded, shaking my head as I sighed, looking back towards the she-wolf who called for me. "You called? I'm Jubilee, this is Bran and Emer, two of my four pups." I smiled, a warm feeling.

Emer whined at my feet, her gold-green eyes flashing at me in irritation, while Bran huffed and laid down, using his paws to grasp my tail and tried to catch it to chew. I twitched my tail quickly, avoiding his sharp little teeth, his teal eyes flashed as he started pouncing around, trying to pin my tail down as I waited to hear from the girl before me.