"Amaris Imiline Kurgen! You know mamma doesn't like you calling vicious carnivores into to house!" Shandren could not help but smile at the picture her daughter made rolling about on the ground playing with said 'vicious carnivore', a rather playfull looking young wolf. The wolf was careful not to harm the infants skin with teeth or claw as the two wrestled about.

Days in the Kurgen household had settled into an oddly domestic routine, something that in her past life Shan would never have expected. Every morning she would wake and slip down to the kitchen, Making breakfast for herself and the baby, and Artemus on the days when he was about. After breakfast came chores and shopping, all the million little tasks that came with being a mother. Artemus would spend his days doing things of a magical nature. Magic sill made Shan uneasy, so she tended to stay out of his way while he was "working."

Afternoons would be spent either safely in the nursery, Or in the little hidden pocket valley that was ShadowsHeart. That is where the pair were today, in the tiny refurbished shack that Shandren once called home. This is where Shan came to practice her own abilities and to think. Today her thoughts drifted in and out, all centered on her husband.

"Mari love, Daddy has been stressed lately and Mamma is worried. I think we need to arrange a special suprise for him."