Sex: FemaleHer chest nearly burst with pride as both of her children held their ground when Gent lowered his head to speak to them. Arwyn was especially bold as she even took a step forward, stating her own name and Elyan's. Compared to them, the former Notch king must seem like a towering black giant. But the tawny mother knew the man held a soft spot for pups and wished them nothing but good fortune. She lowered her muzzle to brush behind the ears of Elyan, then Arwyn. "Gent is a dear friend of ours. He has been around long before you two were born." She said with a wink and a smile, while turning her yellow eyes up to the icy ones of her friend. She wouldn't go into any more detail than that. The story of how the Notch came to be and the wolves who shaped it, could wait until they were older.
Re-focusing back to the more adult topic at hand, her smile remained in place. "I am so relieved to hear that Raela is doing better. Send her and the new mothers my best." A lump formed in her throat at the thought of not seeing her old friend again, at least for quite some time anyways. Gent and his mate would be busy with their new pack, especially with young pups abound. She knew that with this visit, he had come to bid farewell. To bestow his blessing upon Emrys, herself, their children and the Notch.