Qeya River The gentle ones can't handle me, the rough ones despise me

Sadey chuckled. Witty eh. I think you took too much poppy. It is not witty as much as vulgar, but thank you all the same.

Sadey was not one that would trade her words for anything. Sometimes she reveled in saying the most disgusting vulgar thing she could, just to see if she could and the reactions it would stir. Because she was a small she wolf, with pristine fur. Anyone who looked at her would possibly make the mistake that she was genteel and they would be extremely wrong.

Sadey dipped her head. I have heard of packs doing that, but they do sometimes offer the honor to those that have been loyal for sometime. But you don't need babies to be happy. My jaxon and I were not planning on littles, would have been a cruel injustice to bring such innocents into a world, with two parents of guilt.