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When her son arrives, he comes with a bombardment of questions - and a trail of blood-roses, but that's only mildly worrying. She feels a smile tug at her muzzle, along with a resigned sigh. Perhaps her children are still too young to educate about herd politics. Give it a couple of months, when their desire to play lessens slightly, and they may pay more attention to her lessons. "Never mind, my dear. Go if you wish, but don't wander too far." Trying to force two bored foals to stay at an adult meeting is like fighting a losing battle - she may as well let them go and do child things, and save the hard education for when they're older. At least they've both shown their faces. Whilst she keeps one stern eye on her offspring, the silver looks to Tembovu as he gives an amused shake of his head. With a twinkle in her eye, she tilts her ears to listen, wondering what he'll say. He speaks of a fallen herdmate, and reveals that Mauja has stepped down. Her gaze shifts to the spotted one, sympathy burning in her gaze. She doesn't know Sno was his daughter, but for him to step down...Still, her attention largely remains on the rest of the elephant's announcements. One she is most keen to hear is who he chooses to rule beside him, if anyone. Is it wrong that there's the tiniest thrum of excitement in her soul that it could be her? She has never wanted to lead, but if the opportunity presented itself... But there is little use in dwelling on something that may not happen. She watches as d'Arcy departs, but remains silent, waiting for the continuation of the meeting. |
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