Ahnasha looked back to the shore at Fendros and Rhazii. Their cub was blissfully exploring every aspect of this new situation, and of course fighting his father to attempt to stick every shell or rock he could find in his mouth. They were learning to care for him as they went along, and it was hard to imagine how things would change as he grew older. Given their inexperience, it was hard to think more than a few days in advanced, yet alone years. Still, Fendros had mentioned the very same possibility weeks ago, so it was a thought that crossed her mind.

"I think that makes both of us." Ahnasha commented with a chuckle. "It hasn't even been that long, and I can already say raising a child is very difficult. It is amazing any of us survived our childhood. I honestly cannot say I know what we are going to do, but...I don't think I am the type to settle down. Rhazii might be a cub now, but he is still a werewolf. The life we have now in the pack is one that comes naturally to us, and I don't think I can ever bring myself to leave it. I suppose our lifestyle is the one we will teach him. It will be years before he can take on his lycan form, but he will probably already have control of his beast spirit by then with all of the time and instruction he will have to master it. At least in that respect, he has an advantage over many other lycans."

Ahnasha leaned to float out on her back, letting out a relaxed sigh as she started to look at the stars which were slowly becoming visible. "As for travel, that is something I can say I rather like. I haven't been to either of those places, but I do remember my father describing Valenwood. Although, I wouldn't say even he was an expert on his home province. He wasn't a...traditional Bosmer. He would eat a cabbage just as quickly as he would a chicken. Still, the place as he described it sounded amazing. It has thick forests with some of the most visually impressive trees you will ever see. It is like Black Marsh, but with taller trees and and [i]much[/i] less water."

Kaleeth surfaced next to Janius, coughing with a disgusted expression. "Ah, I am not used to having to keep my mouth closed in the water. It tastes terrible." She commented, though her attention quickly shifted to the shell Janius was carrying. There were clams and other similar creatures in the swamps, so she had seen their shells before, but this one did look different, and was particularly colorful. She swam closely next to him and put her arm around his waist to pull them together as she examined it. "I have seen shells before, but not one shaped like this.It doesn't look like a clam. Ariel said the names of plenty of creatures I don't recognize, like...sharks and...another fish I don't remember. Is this one of those?"