Lost Creek Hollow compartidos

The dark wolf smiled. She wanted to know about children…

I- I think… I would love to have mothers here. Children, too. Even if none of them were my own.

Crowfeather laughed softly. He had never daydreamed about becoming a father. The closest he had come to this fantasy was when he had pictured Germanicus as a father – young puppies with stern faces and sharp yellow eyes. The tripod did not believe that he would be a good parent. He did not know how to stand up for himself, let alone another living thing.

You would like them, too? I- I don’t think you would be a… free agent, if you didn’t want that.

It was important to hear why she mattered. It was important to offer affirmation.

You are beautiful. You are k-kind. You could be a mother, if it was what you wished.