Whitebark Stream Send away for a priceless gift.

He was no stranger to the season. Viinturuth, a bachelor despite fast approaching his senior years, had no mate of his own to keep him from seeking yearning females throughout the Spring months. More recently he found that he did entertain the idea of settling, of playing his part in the rearing of offspring. In his youth he'd frequently vanish long before a lover would show signs of pregnancy, yet he did not even consider fleeing as he stood before one of his most recent conquests.

There was warmth in his chest to hear that she was pleased with the whelps she bore. He was curious, but did not press for more. He'd sired them, most likely, but he was no father to them.

Not so far, he said, I seek a beast who harmed my niece - big guy, dark fur and muddy eyes. Got a problem with girls, it seems. Seen anyone like that around?