Dragoncrest Cliffs Somewhere over the rainbow

Evidently, she needed to finish her sentences. Wildfire quickly shook her head at her mate's concerned query. "No, no, not at all," she said hastily, "I just worry because she's so lethargic all the time. Kids are usually so full of energy and she just... isn't." She shrugged her petite shoulders. "She seems healthy," she repeated, "but I guess I just worry that she'll still be this way when she's older." Wildfire paused, trying to make sure she articulated properly this time. "When it's less acceptable."

She wanted—they both wanted—their children to contribute, not only to earn the Drakru surname and the honor with it, but also because it was one of the most basic and fundamental parts of being in a pack. What if Bat's laziness persisted into adulthood and she became some sort of lackadaisical burden? Wolves used to be tossed out of Drageda for less, so there was genuine worry in her chestnut eyes as they rested once more on the Heda's face.