"Hey Fang." Sam smiles when Fang greets her. Every now and again she would sneak a wave to him when possible. Her parents had to really keep an eye on her when Fang's mother and sibling passed away. She had really wanted to go comfort her could be friend. "It's nice that someone else beside me and his Dad think that he isn't a demon. He actually is a sweetheart when you get to know him," Aylia smiles. She looks down to Sam's belly. "About two and half months," Sam answers her unspoken question. They spend a little bit of time talking. From a nearby house Blake watches Sam talk with Aylia. He knows that Sam is training with her grandmother to be a midwife, which means she would be around Fang alot. He would have to speak the future chief about not hexing his own baby.<br/><br/>The wolves hadn't greeted Fang because they where busy taking care of an injured member of their pack. There had been a small scuffle between one of them and a bear that had left the pack member badly injured. No deep cuts but several broken broken bones and slight gashes. The wolves whimper when Fang finds them and guide him to where the hurt member is laying.