Wapun Meadow blood axe

strong is all i care about, he admitted, his blue eyes steady as they met ancelin’s. but— his lips quirked into a faint grin, —guess a part of me wouldn’t mind having a boy. i like the sound of tvar jr.

he shifted his weight slightly, his tail flicking behind him. a glimmer of humor sparking in his eyes. either way, i hope they take after towhee. strong, fierce. a small laugh rumbled in his chest. can’t go wrong either way.

then, he looks back to ancelin. weight shifting as he diligently follows at the man's side, eyes occasionally shifting to observe their surroundings. i wouldn't take my chances with your girls. gonna be some scary women, like their ma. he snickers.