Little Goat Mountain bewusstsein

if he had crossed a line, mahler arrogantly sought to justify it with how brazenly she had acted before! yet he found that he was disappointed for her, that it had not been an experience that she remembered fondly. mahler wisely made no comment, though to himself he wondered a little agonizedly if wylla had driven the father of her child as mad as she seemed to be attempting in their interlude together.
the father of tiercel. it almost sickened mahler somewhat; they had edged into unfamiliar territory even beyond their earlier playfulness.
wylla's voice held an edge that had not been there before, and mahler regarded her warily. "i have no mate," he answered the she-wolf quietly. "it vas not till this year that i allowed myself to be ... persuaded. and no vone has ever made me ... has ever distracted me."
from you
"are you surprised?" a hint of vanity, a surreptitious probing into the woman's reasoning.