Northstar Vale i won't just survive

A small smile flickered across her face when he insisted he wouldn’t even consider leaving until her kids were old enough to visit. She appreciated that but what about the two of them? Towhee was sick of life—and other fucking wolves—tearing them apart.

I just want to grow old together, is that so much to ask? she grumped affectionately, letting out a sigh.

There was a lot more she could say on the matter, having stewed ever since Killdeer and Fennec had stopped by. But Towhee decided to stow it, for now. If she wasn’t enough to keep Phox here, maybe her kids would be. They were pretty fucking cute, after all, especially that Jr.

Why don’t you tell us a story? Maybe about the stars? she suggested, glancing at the pups dozing at her belly.

They wouldn’t hear any of it. Hell, she wouldn’t either. But Towhee knew her brother spent a lot of time stargazing. If he was willing to indulge her, she would happily follow along. And then maybe remember to repeat it to the children, when they were old enough to understand.