one of my favorite things to think about is the relationship between Lupa and Jason. Mostly the idea of Jason being one of Lupa’s favorite pups since Romulus.
- He was probably the youngest camper she had to take care of in quite some time so I like to think she got rather attached, though she would never admit it or show it openly (or at least in a way that humans would consider open affection, all the other wolves know whats up)
- and she’s most likely the only mother figure Jason has any memory of and I love that. I love the idea that as much as Jason has strayed from being a child of Rome, that’s who he is at his core
- Lupa as this ancient being who due to her nature rarely gets attached but then here comes this little boy and he’s strong stronger than she’s seen in centuries and she can feel it as soon as he is in her presence
- His blue eyes shine up at her with fear but also wonder because sure he’s seen dogs but this is…. a very big dog
- the first few weeks are rough– He scampers off every chance he gets, cries out frequently for people who couldn’t find him if they tried
- Lupa is patient, and she chases him down when he strays too far, lets him cry into her fur, wraps around him extra tight on nights when the tears won’t stop.
- she loves her pup, the first she’s personally cared for in longer than she can remember. But a son of Jupiter demands the best, and the best is what she is.
- The day he is ready to go off to Camp is a sad one for Lupa, but she knows more than anyone the price of keeping a pack strong. She hopes Jason will understand some day too.