and the stars in their orbits shone pale through the lightof the brighter, colder moon

Naddy was sure that, at some point, Jackal would wear on her. She didn't know why the Were prickled her; perhaps it was the way in which he seemed to move slower, every movement rather deliberate in a lackadaisical sense. The young woman's gaze narrowed at the man's back as he wandered out of her room once she shooed him out of the room that was now hers. It wouldn't be impossible to make this plain and bleak space comfortable but Naddy knew it was going to take time.

The first thing she did was strip the bed, tossing the provided sheets and blankets off to the door to ban them later to another space. Naddy set to work pulling her bedding from its container and setting her bed up. She was a firm believer that the bed was the centerpiece of the bedroom and once you set that up then everything else would come together. As she ran her hands over the teal, black, and white designed comforter, smoothing away the wrinkles from being packed up, her thoughts wandered. She kept feeling like she was forgetting something, glancing at her phone, only to find that she was counting the time from her routine with the twins. At this time the twins would be getting up from their nap refreshed and ready for their second half of the day and whatever outing Nadya planned for them or being prepared to accompany her to the burlesque for a few hours.

It felt like her heart was being squeezed by an icy hand every time she thought of the twins. Over the year she had taken on being a mother with every fiber of her being, something she never knew she was capable of feeling. Nadya's jaw tightened as she shook the thoughts from her mind and willed away the pain from her chest so she could refocus on her task. The fact that she was taking on the moving into the new place by herself, without the presence of her brother, her only family, wasn't helping. Not having him to fill the emptiness just made the change feel that much more painful. However, this had been her decision. Aiden hadn't forced her to move in, he had offered, seeming honest in wanting to prove himself as brother and uncle. This separation from the twins was only temporary while she allowed Aiden to prove that change was possible...that was something Nadya had to keep reminding herself.

Nadya had just started to loop her curtains onto the rod when she felt Raven's presence in the doorway before the wolf spoke. She paused in her work to glance up at the girl. "I don't know what sleep is anymore, and I don't think I'll be getting used to that blood sport downstairs any time soon." It was true only because of the twins. Nadya hadn't had a full night's sleep since before their birth which to her old self would have seemed impossible to operate on less than 10 hours. Nadya turned around, stepping onto the wooden chair in front of the desk and stood on her tiptoes to hook the rod up onto its holders so the curtains fell in place over the window. One final look over her handiwork before her attention turned back onto Raven noting with ease that she hovered just outside the threshold that marked Nadya's new territory. "I don't suppose you have any dusting rags? When Aiden said he had a room for me I didn't realize it came with some assembly required. It still smells like bear in here."

The feline and canine would probably never be braiding each other's hair talking guys and shopping but the small menial talk was the first step into not being at constant odds with each other. "The closet also leaves something to be desired. I don't know how I'm going to get my clothes to fit." Nadya huffed a bit, motioning to the closet which was not the walk-in kind she was used to but a simple sliding door one. How she was going to get all her clothes in it was beyond her. Nadya allowed her attention to divert from Raven to resume unpacking, beginning to pull her clothes from one of the nearest suitcases and laying them neatly onto the bed. "You wouldn't happen to know when Aiden will be back from...wherever it is he went? He said he'd help me move today." There was undercurrent in her tone, a tense sadness that he was unable to be there again during this altering time for her.