livingdead had not been around as much as she should have been. having cubs took her time and attention off the needs of her ardent. the woman was simply to busy keeping her sons alive, as any mother should. she knew it was what a mother should do. instinct told her that much, at least. did she love her kids? no.

not because she did not want to love them, but because she could not feel such things. she was obsessed with them. she had every right to be. her mind obsessed over their uses. what they could do for her. the woman lived for it.

her mind snapped back from her thoughts as she stood where the digging was meant to start. now, she just had to start. bai shi could catch up, right? so, she set to work. digging as her mind raced over the use of her children.

face void of emotions as always.

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