Blacktail Deer Plateau I'd Rather Not

Kisu looked away, not in embarrassment — it was moreso bashfulness. He had realized his words, but not what they implied. "I do not believe she sees me in that way. She is young, and it would be a surprise if she even considered an old wolf like myself." The male spoke the words confidently, as if he knew the future

He thought of Pied and if he'd had enough time to mourn. With Red Heart, he had waited a little over a year, but it had been mere months since Pied. Plus, he had lived there with her and their pups were a constant reminder — the size and stark white on his daughter, not to mention the indigo from Pied's heterochromia; and his son, with the blue-grey spots like his mother.