Duskfire Glacier g*spy witchcraft

He understood, he said. How much of it, or in what aspects, she wanted to clarify. But she felt no need to. They had both played a part in bringing children into the world. The only difference was that she had been a first time mother, and he had been sire to more than one child. It was perhaps her inexperience that made her hurt sting so much more, on top of Astaroth leaving, when Sotiris pulled away, striking out early. She thought of the developing pups inside her. Would these be any different? Would they stay longer by her side, so she could fawn over them and rear them into fine young wolves?

Wintersbane's voice snapped her back, out of her thoughts of the future. She drew in a breath again, this one slightly audible, as he entertained the idea of reconsidering his stance on relationships. She tried to quiet the fluttering of her heart, thrumming so loudly in both her chest and her ears. The blood rush making her feel nervous but excited all at the same time. She fell silent for perhaps one moment too many, precariously close, peering into his icy eyes intently. "I could never bring myself to admit it, but I want that too. I am sick of having to settle for halfway." She affirmed. "These pups...any child deserves that." She swallowed back the slight lump of dread in her voice, for fear of what she may not hear. "Do...you have anyone in mind?"