Swiftcurrent Creek If they're here to smoke, know I'll go with you

At the mention of Arric she made a slight face. You think so? Mae asked dubiously, ears flicking back and forth as she contemplated it. It seemed to her that Arric would be rather busy with his new family. His new children.

Surely none of them would ever be as fucked up as Mae.

If he doesn't wanna, you'll still go, right? She added after a moment, not giving her father enough time to respond. Mae knew, at least, that he didn't plan on replacing her any time soon. Surely if he'd meant to, Eshe would still be here and growing as round as Arlette.