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Three sons in her fourth year! What a blessing. Rue smiled again, despite the jealousy that prickled her heart for just an instance. Rue feared that it was already too late this season to find a match, and even if she did, her position in (not to mention acceptance into) the Redhawk Caldera was unknown as of yet. If there was no place for her to have her own family in her pack, what then?

Kukutux served Moonspear as a mother. Rue had been racking her brain, trying to figure out what she could offer the Redhawks now that scouting was off the table. If only... 

Rue's ears lifted in interest. A matchmaker? 

"Really?" Rue swallowed heavily. "Do you think you could.. that anyone would want.. someone like me?" Her tail twitched back and forth in anticipation. Would anyone want a woman so broken as her, wincing from pain with every step?

There was a time when nothing could peel Rue away from her chosen leader's side. In fact, her intense loyalty was probably the reason she had gotten to this point without ever becoming a mother herself. Her pack had always come first. Rue had helped raise three generations of children now. If there was anything in this world that could part her from Towhee-- now that Rue had found her once more-- it would be the promise that the next litter she raised would be her own. 

Rue would go anywhere, back pain be damned, if it meant that could happen. If it meant she had a place, a purpose in this world once more. If she could be not only a mother, but a wife to someone.. that would mean that she would always and forever have a special place where she belonged, despite what her body could or couldn't do.