Lara went to the kindergarten in a great mood. She had solved a couple of easy issues in the morning, and she felt as if she had worked hard. It was no big deal, and she knew the future would be more challenging. Yet, for that day, she was proud of her work.
She walked into the room where the pups stayed and almost didn't notice the countless pairs of eyes on her. She was growing used to it. And it wasn't something only pups would do. Adult wolves were no different.
At first, she had thought they were curious, but it wasn't that simple. They knew her already, and they didn't seem to expect anything particular from her appearance. Staring at her seemed like a natural reflex. Nothing more and nothing less.
«Hello!» she said, and her son ran to her with a sheet of paper.
«Hello, mommy! This is for you! Today, we made drawings for our mommies. The teacher said it's mother's day.»
