Bramblepoint Choke the chicken

"congratulations to you both," lasher responded with a wan smile. he felt no sense of competition with peregrine in terms of progeny -- he had already known the panther to be a prolific man, and fox was young enough to provide him many more children through the years they would spend as mates. the caldera thrived, obviously, and while that would have stung taltos some weeks ago, now he accepted it, was relieved by it, even. 

"osprey is with us also. she is well; she is her usual story-telling self, and we all adore her." another curve lit lasher's lips, this one warmer; he glanced into the green eyes for a moment, the same that he saw when he looked upon the greyscale she-wolf. he did not comment upon her mateship to dante, for that was their own personal news, and was not his to give.