Scarlett’s pov
I walk along the daycare picking up the newest pup crying, and she stops when I coo her, she so cute, her parents are warriors, and I don’t want to give her over when I her my name being called out in the other side of the room.
“it’s okay Lea, don’t cry mommy and daddy will be back soon…” I give her over to one of the caretakers that bows her neck, this place, the care centre. it was my idea and my precious at the same time, having pups of all ages come and relax or just being taken care of if the parents were busy. Nolan liked it because he thought it was more effective against the fighters that didn’t have to worry about their pups being off getting in trouble or being cared for.
I look at the person that called me and smile more, a small girl with blonde hair and blue
