Duskfire Glacier [m] grace, this is fucking birmingham

in the aftermath; wintersbane is content — and considering the consequences of it all but not terribly worried about it much. while, he had not informed lane of such a thing: he fully planned on being a father to his children and helping the mother(s) in any way she(they) would require of him. there hadn't been a chance and no preluding conversation about children ...not like he'd had with imaq and tzila.

she turns to him and begins to speak and it takes his brain a moment to catch up; stuck on a moment of a lag.

he hesitates; confusion furrowing his brows.

of course, this does not particularly come as a total surprise: she had said as much, mentioned moonglow, during their first meeting; and it was his own fault for mistaking their romp as a way to cement her place in the glacier; and it would be one thing if ...if she wasn't in heat but things could very well already be set in motion.

it is a long moment before the feverkissed tundrian finally answers; thinking thru his words always careful and calculated. i have no desire to keep anyone in the pack against their will, he begins. if you truly wish to leave then you can — he trails off with the infamous but hanging unspoken in the air. what if you are pregnant with my children? he inquires; trying to approach it all as business-like as he can manage. trying to keep emotions — the consideration that another potential litter he sired might never know him again is torturing him inside.