Surely everyone within the pride knew that if ever they wondered where Ana was, it was almost always nearby to one of Lachesis' children. They gave her the heart and the youth that she had missed so long ago and while she didn't have any kids of her own yet, she was quite content for them to be her pride and joy now. While she had spent some time with Legolas not too long ago, she heard Makvala screeching not too far away and headed in her direction. Immediately pleased to see that the girl was having a rather inventive session of stick-killing, to which Ana smiled and continued forward. He's puttin' up quite a fight, huh? she asked as she exposed herself and made quite the entrance. The stick was strong but Mak was no doubt stronger, able to potentially snap that stick in half if she tried hard enough. She needed a smarter opponent though...

All Anastasia had wanted throughout her entire life was the idea that she could be there for those who needed someone. That she could be the help they needed or she could find it through another. It was through Makvala's excited voice that she could see the promise that was laden there. She had quite the spirit, easily presumed that she took on Lilya's more outgoing nature when she was little. Lachesis had been more quiet and reserved than most, not this bubbly - at least, not at first. Mmm, she murmured quietly, listening to the little girl express her greatest adoration for her father's quick thinking and quick feet. He's pretty fast, you say? While she had an idea of how fast he had likely been going for she had known him for so long, she could only imagine what it would look like to a young child. Oh, I'm certain you will one of the fastest. Once she grew into those legs of hers, she would be quick and fierce. A woman in her own right, one had to start somewhere with their confidence and Anastasia was going to be there to support her, uh, niece and nephews as best she could.