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The small child should have flinched when the huge beast approached her. But, she did not. She carefully pushed back by the giant bear's tongue, wiped her face and removed some of the tears that had started up. It was a small bit of comfort, however it was not a woman's touch. Her mother's touch. Niall gave her one last lick before he pulled away and joined the other adults, waiting for him. 

Myst gradually grew silent as the tears continued to shed. Her body trembled while her eyes was red and puffy which caused her to cover them with her arm. The second thing she knew was of motion of being picked up and strong arms wrap around her. Myst looked up and almost whimpered. Directly above her was the bottom of pale chin of the child's alpha. Myst was sheltered up in her arms like a baby and then, she was swayed onto the side and placed onto the woman's hip. This close, she could get some sense of the woman's proportions. She was much larger than Myst, but not as big as she had appeared earlier. The woman's skin was as pale as snow but as smooth and supple as if Ambrosia had never worked a day in her life. 

The next was the smell. It was rich woodsy fragrance and ancient, not exactly bad but very alien. Before long, the pale goddess gently spoke of strange words that was very unknown to the little girl. Yet, Msyt lazily rest her head upon Ambrosia weak and groggy, long forgotten the reason why she was upset.