Because Namid was out and about, she thought she might as well go and finally see how her eldest daughter was doing. There had been some interaction here and there between the two, but not so much that needed to be done. She felt horrible, honestly, for they hadn’t been able to talk to her about how her visit with her uncle had been or any other experiences she might have had. What kind of mother was she, honestly?
The Lake Queen figured that her look alike might be at the infirmary, since Draven and her were both aspiring healers. Perhaps she could help her with any questions she had, or they could go look for some herbs together? Either way the silver matriarch had set out with the goal to spend a little one on one time with the girl. Upon entering the scene she paused outside the den, scenting to see if the girl was there. She let out a woof, plopping her butt on the ground. “Neha, love?” she called, hoping for an answer, and also hoping that the girl wasn’t too mad at her. Of course it wouldn’t be without reason, but whatever it might be she also hoped that her child would talk it out with her. Neha had never been the shy type and if she wanted to give her mother and ear full then she would take it in stride.