Silvertip Mountain A wild heart can never be tamed

She watched him with caring amusement as he attempted to say the word, and when he wasn't satisfied with it, stomped his tiny paw. She still had a hard time believing that this perfect little being was her son. That she was blessed with two perfect little babies. Raissa watched Mason carefully before reaching a paw out and scooping him up, bringing his small from towards her and licking his soft little ears.

"Don't worry baby, you'll get it eventually. You're going to grow up big and strong aren't you?" she cooed, continuing to lick his ears in a soothing manner.