Sawtooth Spire too many dicks on the dance floor

He shrugs at her confusion. He simply guesses, and he is wrong. From what she says, she should have had healthy pups, but she didn't. He didn't know why. Perhaps his mother did, and he was simply ignorant. Perhaps not, There is no sympathy or remorse in his words. It is simply fact, though he doesn't believe in any luck, or rhyme and reason in it. Was she meant to be? No. But neither was his mother. No one was meant to be anything, really.

The rumble of thunder in the distance ended their conversation, luckily for the vixen. He can easily return to the Woods, at least in his mind, but he watches her leave. Stay safe, He was he's supposed to say, and so he says it before he turns away and descends the slope of the mountain.