Hideaway Strath The only thing that's on my mind

Arlette kept her head held low, but stayed where she was standing when he stepped closer. She didn't mind him close, that was the thing. She wanted him close. Arlette turned her head a bit to look at him. Red eyes casted on him with an ashamed expression. Though a soft hopeful smile on her lips appeared when he continued to speak. She leaned into him then. Wanting this touch. "That-- That means a lot," she spoke. The fact that she could say no and he would stay away. But, clearly there was a concern for him that Kynareth would claim her heat. She would not want that.

"I love you too," she whispered back. "I do want them... want pups. Especially with you, I just -- What if I lose them again Derg?," she sounded insecure, insecure about her own ability to have children. "I would be so heartbroken to be met with death after labor," she admitted. She wanted to be hopeful, and perhaps all she needed was him to be hopeful just to have something to believe in.