As Rhea spoke, she noticed this female seemed….annoyed? The furrowed brow she was expressing surely was not helping her case as the alpha. Surely this lass was still young. Which all due respect, she had children of her own and was trying to manage a pack, something Rhea could never do herself. Rhea watched as the brown lass took a deep breath, and then spoke. ”First of all, I'm sorry for overreacting, I did not realize you were an old resident. Second, my name is Irina, and I claimed Nightingale not too long ago. Thirdly, I'm sorry but we already have a theta. Although, you can hone your healing any time you'd like. We have the position of zeta open, and as you can see, we will need one. You are welcome to join Nightingale again. Again, I'm very sorry for the confusion. I jumped to conclusions.” The smile that followed seemed a little forced, but her Irina’s words seemed genuine enough.

Rhea let a soft smile grace her lips, despite being upset about the theta role already being taken. ”It’s nice to meet you, Irina. May I ask who the current theta is? I would like to share with them my knowledge of the diverse flora here in Nightingale, if they so wish to take it.” The white lass paused, remembering that Irina had her own children, before speaking once more. ”I am willing to uphold the zeta ranking. Thank you for accepting me back in and thank you for the apology. But in the same regard, I did not mean to scare you yourself, so I apologize for that. Is there something I should be aware of that you’re frightened of?” Rhea mentioned, moreso whispering the last sentence as she heard several shufflings in Irina’s den.

Rambaldi, who was already awake, spoke to Rhea. ”Pleased to meet you, Rhea.” The white lass let another smile grace her lips as she looked down to the pup. ”Pleased to meet you too little prince! Your name is Rambaldi, right?” The boy hadn’t introduced himself, but Rhea remembered Irina addressing him just moments earlier. Her attention was driven away to the ground beginning to…freeze? Rhea cocked her head as Irina scolded another pup known as Marigold ”Marigold! What on earth! Absolutely not, stop this shenanigans.” Rhea held back her laughter, but she then realized…surely these mutations everyone has been getting are inheritable, right? These pups were still rather young.

”Rhea, meet the terrorist that is my daughter, Marigold.” Rhea looked to the female pup, giving a small smile. ”Hello Marigold.” She spoke, before looking once more to Irina, who now had five pups around her sides and once more, another smile on her face. ”They’re about two weeks old.” Irina spoke. Rhea’s assumption on the pups’ age was right. These mutations hit starfall twice, one of which was probably half a year ago, and the other of which was only a month ago. The alphess now appeared to be much more relaxed now, which made Rhea reflect the smile, looking at all the five pups. ”And the other three? What are their names?” Rhea looked up to Irina for an answer.

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