my heart is caged

Thistle saw him take a deep breath and she wondered at it. He was clearly perturbed or bothered by something, and she wasn't sure what it was. She wanted to help him, but she had a lot going on right now, and if it involved her leaving she would have to tell him no for the time being.

She tilted her head and sat down curling her tail around her slight paws. Her son was already half her size, and she imagined by six months he'd be much bigger than she. Very Well Ein. What would you like to ask me?