Silvertip Mountain Forgive me, son

Zaria looked at Mason and instantly felt like something was wrong. Normally he would be happy but now he looked devastated. The slender female wasn't sure what happened or why the young male was acting like that. He didn't say anything to confirm what was happening. Zaria stepped forward and looked at him with a genuinely curious expression. "Mason?," she asked. It was clear that the youngster wasn't happy with them becoming mates, it seemed so unlikely of him to feel this way.

Zaria then turned to June who asked something about her becoming her mother. "No,' she spoke, sounding not too unfriendly. "I will never be your mother. I will be good friend. One to go to and mentor. I am not calling myself your mother because I don't feel like your mother." She didn't want to com over as harsh, and she spoke her words with care but she could see that her words might be swallowed the wrong way. Not that Zaria was worried about that. She was very direct and wouldn't hesitate to let her opinion known. She would never be their mother. They would always look at her as their step-mom. Plus she had not ambitions yet in being a mother.

Zaria turned to Fitz, luckily he made it sound much better than she did. "Zaria warrior and always protect. You are family," she assured, though she wasn't becoming their mother while they were close to adulthood.