Lost Creek Hollow Gateway

"If they don't come, I'm positive your mate will be fine," she assured him. "Women have children every day--it is as natural as the tides. She is very lucky to have you." At his suggestion, Katya eyed him skeptically, unsure if he was offering because he only pitied her. She knew she was small and a woman, unequipped in her skill to hunt or assimilate herself in this land. It was different from anything she'd ever known, but she still had many things to learn. She wasn't partial to sympathy--giving or recieving--but he seemed to have good intentions, and the protection a pack could offer was also hard to overlook. He didn't specify a long-term commitment, though Katya Balthazar would be damned if she didn't commit herself one hundred percent.

She was being spoiled by his companionship and she knew it. He had a sincere presence, like the wind or a wide river. It had been so long since she had talked to anyone, really talked; their meeting and hunt had put her mind at ease.

At this moment, she trusted her instincts. While not a believer in fate, she did follow her womanly intuition, and it was saying yes. Her stomach was full, her mind clear, and she was steady on her feet. She did not want for anything in this moment than to trust Grayday, and for him to not regret his proposal. "I will, I mean, I am," she answered. "I would be honored to align myself with Morningside."