#rivervale_lodge

"Just a quote, mother. Vegard wrote it.. I think it was him," Siv assures "I am quite well. Boon me" And it seems so

"No need, Siv. I believe you. And I am glad."

Siv looks at the wooden snow flake, and an idea "Mm Mom, could you make more than one of those? It could make a grand mobile type set up"

"I will tell her; she may wish to contact you, or... or the owner."

"Surely.. our house number is.."

"A mobile? For your apartment?"

"No.. I was thinking for Vali's son.. over the crib"

Frank makes note of the number. "Thank you for calling. We may be in touch and I believe there is an intention to see the babies?"

"Hmmm." She considers, then nods. "A wise idea! Thank you, Siv."

Siv smiles "Glad to help"

"Understood. Pleasure to speak with you, Dame."

"My honor" And she hangs up

Frank does likewise, and after a moment, squeezes out of the phone closet to the main room of the Lodge.

When Frank rejoins his daughter and wife, Siv asks "Da? who was it?"

Brekke asks the same without speaking. Married Brain, you know.

"It was Silverwolf. Oak is a father. Mother and ten babies doing well."

"Ah! Excellent. Ten pups? A fine litter."

"Ten? WOOT" Siv grins "More than enough for picks for DeBukes and our third"

"Indeed. I should visit soon with Oak to bid them well."

"Apparently they are not receiving visitors at the moment, but I told them you might be in contact."

"Well, if they werre born just now it would be too soon to really give the pups a look over" Siv observes

She nods. "I will contact them in a few days and arrange for a time some weeks from now."

"I should let Chieftain Clem know."

"I would think -Oak- could visit...." Frank mumbles.

"Hm. Yes...and he will need escort. But...perhaps not me, not yet. I will go when it is time to choose."

Frank thinks a moment, lifts an eyebrow. "Connor and Dagmar?"

"Dagmar knnows dogs" Siv smiles "Oh"

"Hm?"

"Oh just... this means the Farm is getting 2 new dogs, eventually"

"Two?"

"Daggmar brought Xena... forr Wolfennoot. the Mountain Emmit loves her. And the other will be which ever pup"

"I believe the Farm can manage multiple dogs. If they wish to. Or they may designate a recipient for their choice, I suppose."

"Well, they have Oak annd Edweliee's sire and dame so.. we know they're used to big ones"

"Yes, exactly."

"Let's go inside, and toast oak's fathehood. Coffee for us, maybe some turkey broth for him?"

"Ha! Fine idea." Brekke carefully puts her carving tools in their leather case before going inside with Siv and Frank to celebrate more things to be thankful for.

Frank nods agreement with this plan.

Oak will, of course, wag proudly. It's almost as if he knows!

Or maybe it's the turkey broth

(End Scene)