Greatwater Lake When that’s all behind us

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A breath was held unknowingly, anxious feelings having arisen within her stomach as she'd awaited his decision. To force him into something that he wasn't the least bit interested in wasn't something she'd ever do to him, or anyone for that matter. One's own will was a wonderful thing, and she'd not take it away, especially where children were involved. Though their existence and father alike was unknown, still, the thought alone that she'd be bringing a new batch of Draconid's into the world had her feeling protective. She would not ruin Damien's life or theirs by forcing something undesirable to happen, no matter how badly she'd want it.

He'd answered, and she'd been able to breathe easy once more. Should they be his, he'd be involved in their lives. Though he'd most likely not be around as often as her own father had been, she believed that it would be fine. "I would never let them near your home," she'd voiced, having absolutely no problem with agreeing. She knew little of the woods, but it was enough to make her certain that it wasn't a place for her—their?—children. "You may visit them at mine as often as you would like to, though." Ryūjin had experienced some alterations, but it was still the home that she'd always wished for it to be. There was peace and there was trust—between most of the members, anyways—and so she doubted that there might be any issues with his visiting. "If you travel northeast over the mountain range, you will eventually find yourself standing before the entrance of a cavern—it is within it that my tribe lives," added the girl, unable to recall if she'd ever told him how to get there before. Even if she had, a refresher couldn't hurt.