Swiftcurrent Creek des knaben wunderhorn

the pleasure that spread across the young frau's face softened mahler as sunlight might following a rainstorm in a darkened wood. his countenance followed suit; he regarded chusi more warmly. and then once more she wilted, the guilt creeping into her features once more.
however, what the wolfess shared was once more beyond the gargoyle's understanding. she had been punished for a biological occurrence, her cubs threatening those of the alpha pair. objectively, mahler understood this concept, yet the code within him did not. children were the measure of the pack, and must always be guarded. celebrated. 
"and ze father?" he asked of her gravely. the flat lilac of his gaze invited no dissent; he was growing staunchly more discomfitted by the moment. a woman cast down in her hour of need, and she might also be alone. it was not something the musiker wished to abide.