Silvertip Mountain A wild heart can never be tamed

It seemed one of her tiny babies was starting to hear, because Mason lifted his tiny head and gurgled adorably at her before tottering around to find a place to go pee. She smiled lovingly at him as he turned back to her and wobbled into a play bow, his sparkling eyes smiling at her. Raissa let out a low chuckle before turning to check on June, who was still fast asleep beside her.

She turned her warm orange gaze back to her handsome little boy with a smile, reaching out a paw to softly scuff him across the ears. "Can you say 'Mama'?" she asked in a baby voice, her eyes sparkling with adoration.