Woya smiled, her tail wagging behind her in large pendulous sweeps. All of it was so touching, she needed not just a break lest she get
too sappy in the presence of another, but also to do
something to repay Saga for all of this. It was likely tiring work, caring for those tiny little wolves, right?
"I'll uh, get you breakfast," she offered, without giving much room for being turned down,
"something fresh."
She would turn and dash off then, on the hunt for something plump and tasty for the new mother. Just the start of making it up to her for bring her nephews and niece into the world.