Blacktail Deer Plateau let the devil speak his story

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taltos gave a low snort of agreement. peregrine had changed more than he had thought, and while he had softened toward fox somewhat for seeking to shield him from her mate's harshness, forgiveness had not blossomed in his heart yet.

he watched blue willow eat with a fond expression upon his face; presently he stirred and gestured with a wan forepaw in the direction of her belly. when will you know? he asked quietly, trusting she would know despite the fact she had not experienced the stirring of whelps within her before.