Lost Creek Hollow shrines

had mona known the inventorying that indra mentally wrote, she would have paled, then furiously blushed. as it was, only the latter came to her already-red cheeks at her companion's not-so-subtle suggestion that she pursue terance! "as if!" mona exclaimed, discombobulated by her mind's affinity to immediately begin spinning plans for the future.
"perhaps i'll stay unwed forever," the little mayfair declared teasingly. "a spinster aunt to all the children you'll have, indra," she added, peering at the russet she-wolf to see what her friend made of such antics. and as she spoke such things, it seemed less something to dread, being free all her life.