Nova Peak Pärry

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Ayovi made to laugh until she realized it very much wasn’t a joke— that the man was serious about taking her from Skorpa. She isn’t sure whether to feel flattered, or insulted.
“I am very much in love, Vermouth.” Perhaps in the dark he cannot see the way she rounds with her mate’s cubs. If it is fatherhood and territory he seeks, he would need to keep looking. “Good luck with your mission.”
The blue eyes swing between them. Vermouth is unamused by the girl’s affections, but if he wanted was family, it looks like he already had it.
“Take care of her,” she softens. Ayovi would guard their retreat until the pair had moved into less risky land.