Swiftcurrent Creek Is this love?

She had noticed the shudder and wondered which thought would cause that. She decided not to ask. On the topic of Akavir she answered; "Who knows. I just hope he feels supported," she offered, that was the most important thing. That he didn't feel alone.

"Now I am curious to meet her," Arlette admitted. "Why do you think I would like her?," she asked curiously. Maybe learning a little more about her. "She is the one that knew Moss well, right?" Perhaps she could tell her more about Cygnet's mother.

"Admit it, you were totally scared to come see me!," she dared with a little grin. "Oh yeah, mother's rage. I get quite protective of my new borns," she agreed with a nod. She hoped her mouth to reply but then paused and glanced away. "Well, not quite. My mate and Aunt had to die for me. I was heavily pregnant and couldn't really fight back,"[b] she admitted. [b]"But I appreciate the thought." She had survived, and won by surviving.