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His question caught her off-guard, and she looked thoughtful for a moment. "I'm not not a fan of them. I just have no desire for my own," Tiger admitted. At the very least, the admittance would give to Peregrine that she was a non-threat. "I've actually never hung around young ones before..." Tiger had left before even the idea of having more siblings was mentioned to her, and she had been the lead males candidate of choice for the future generation of the last pack she had been at. Her inexperience, she personally felt, was a detriment.

Her eyes went to the cubs toddling at her leaders feet. They looked so... so fragile. Tiger was mostly afraid of hurting them with her clumsiness, or else destroying their innocence by introducing them to choice words... Then again, at the minute Peregrine hadn't seemed to mind. 

Most wolves lived and died for the future. Tiger would surely do the same, she simply had no intentions of creating her own legacy via cubs. She'd destroy her own cubs with bad parenting, no doubt...