Sun Mote Copse The thing about kinked tail

Though it sounded like a joke now, Wraen decided to hold onto the idea of shared parenthood for supposed Jesus-puppies in the future. Because if anything, then Towhee's case this year had taught her that mindless banging around during spring madness could potentially stir a lot of trouble. She only prayed that the Heaven's had mercy on her and did not send Daddy No.3 and Daddy No.4 to Firebirds anytime soon or ever.

"Ask away," Wraen replied, leaning down to gnaw on her bone again, which was a welcome distraction and relaxing activity now that the heavy stuff had been discussed and put behind them.