Bearclaw Valley if he fell in love

if someone had told towhee that she'd be married with children on the way when she'd first set off from moonspear she would've laughed that wolf off the face of the earth. it wasn't how she'd ever envisioned her life: being tied down ... to anything or anyone. and yet ... and yet in the here and now she could not imagine anything she wanted more. tvar and their unborn children: they were for her to love, for her to protect. her new mission in which for her world to revolve around.

-me too.- signs towhee with a contented sigh that comes from deep within her body, perhaps even from the root of her soul.

his question draws a brief moment of contemplation from towhee. in truth, she hadn't thought about what genders she wanted even after she'd come to the realization that she was, indeed, pregnant. -i want healthy and happy babies.- she signs resolutely. what they were born as or chose to become didn't matter to her: she would love them all the same. so long as they were healthy and happy.