Blackfoot Forest the woods are lonely, dark, and deep

His words were a disappointment to her. There was potential in him, but it was no matter. If he did not have the passion or the conviction (or perhaps something else), then she would focus her attentions elsewhere. At his question, it was Tonravik's turn to become amused, and the bear of a woman shook her head, not betraying the tinge of humor she had found in his response.

I will be in season soon. There. For an instant, he had been considered; Spring was the time to detach, to start anew. No suggestion. I wondered if you might fight for a right to some claim this season. Leading beside her, for example, given the scenario she had mention. It was her turn to shrug, now. Tonravik was a powerful woman who was very difficult to offend when it came to these matters. She sought someone based on genetics. Mordecai looked like a proper specimen with a great conformation and a good history of leading, which could easily dictate his future (that he might lead again).