Ouroboros Spine [m] wildfire women

That laugh was a burning sensation of warmth to his heart. If only such could be heard every second of every day, he need never feel sense of anger again.

To hear her voice then only worsened the grapple within his chest.

"What does Inutsuk hope for?" She asked.

Indeed, it was a sincere question; one that normally required much thought. For him, though, it didn't.

It matters not which. Being able to share a child with you is a blessing in of itself. 

It was more than likely she'd asked out of curiosity for any traditions he may hope to see as they begin their family. He had thought more of this query for her sake. What traditions he once had in his youth were not ones he would ever think to fall upon with his own children.

I was thinking... depending on the number.. I want one to be a name of your people; and if two, then one named by Kukutux. It was she who permitted my rebirth and gave me my new name. For that, to share such a gift with a sprout of my blood would make it all the more wholesome. If there are others... well, we can figure that out when the time comes. A change of topic would blow away the cruel thought of his past. Once the suggestion had been shared, Inutsuk looked down upon his mate, curious of her thoughts.