Northstar Vale drenched Mads, tear in eyes Mads, drinking hard Mads, naked Mads in freeze

She followed Andraste as they left the cave behind -- and she was glad to. Whatever dwelled within it was some beast that she cared not to encounter again. The featureless face and the way that it stalked through the woods still haunted her when she closed her eyes to rest. 

Andromaque listened quietly to her, brow furrowing for a moment as she tried to process what season and -- ah! It hit her. Andromaque never thought of such things. She rarely concerned herself with the wants of men -- they were all too needy, too rough; she'd never been fond of them in the first place. And she'd never really thought of pups before -- maybe someday she would like some, but the whole ordeal seemed unpleasant. 

"I think that's a good idea," she said, nodding in agreement. "Do you... have any heirs?" Andromaque asked cautiously, lowering her voice as the words slipped past her jaws.