Ravensblood Forest Mr.Mysterious

Chaska was glad of that. Then, a question he never expected anytime soon was asked. His heart froze, he caught his breath. That was something he did not expect. And yet, ever since he began telling the pups of Silvertip, a small part of him wanted his own to tell stories to. But the trouble they would cause, how hard it would be. He had never done parenting. The only ones he knew were at the pack they came from.

"I...I'm not sure." And that answer was as honest as it could get, despite the look she had on her face. "I mean, I would enjoy telling them my own stories, but...No, we could work through it. Together we could, I know we can...Can't we?"