Something distracted me from my focus, but I don't remember what it was. No matter, I'm back with my cubs, and a few new responsibilities.

I've been given a name, or rather a half name. That makes me the first female in recorded history to be officially given a name. Well, maybe the second. M'Rander is highly regarded by my brother as "the mother of his new race" although it was my eggs he harvested for his little eugenics project. I hope we can return to Kzin space. I would like to see my other cubs again, at least now that I can face them...

A new name and new duties, although I will complete my report and I will do it soon. There is no sense in wasting so much work. The sickbay is now mine, and as such I have an office that I can make my own. But first, to send that needle collection belonging to my predecessor to a museum. Aside from that, good riddance you who would toss me from sickbay.

And Demian's cubs, they have the tragic situation of being motherless. I remember while under the curse my instincts were suppressed and so I wasn't quite tooled to provide the nurture they need. I could, however, do without the bloating lactation brings. Note to self: Help Demian with his rearing duties as much as possible. He's a brilliant engineer, and as such not very skilled in the social department. With a little care and instruction he might become an adequate father. Time will tell. I wonder if Lera is properly caring for her cubs? As much as I despise the woman cubs are undeserving of insufficient care. Who am I kidding? That woman-child can't care for herself, much less cubs. On the one hand I should watch over them as much as I can, and on the other perhaps I should allow her to harm them, and so have cause to take them from her. I will watch their health closely for any sign of mistreatment.

And Captain Lee... Gallant Captain Lee... Risking his life to rescue me from the Ferengi. Just like my brother who swore he'd always protect me, Captain Lee was there too. How utterly romantic... Yes Captain Lee, you are the perfect man and I will make you mine sooner or later. But with the restrictions placed upon me as an inspector coming down just as soon as I submit my report, sooner will be the more likely scenario. There is a time to stalk and a time to pounce. But for now, patience while I weave my net...