Bearclaw Valley But don’t you know that only fools are satisfied

I won't let you down.

She'd heard the words before, in her youth and adolescence- and she knew that they could easily be betrayed. Nowadays, however, the wolves who had said such things had actually meant it. When it came from Tvar, she had every reason to believe that he would keep his promise. 

She appreciated hearing a man tout his wife's strength. She knew full well that Ancelin would say the same of her, and their relationship had endured enough thus far, that she was given reason to believe that Towhee Jr and Tvar would be fine, throughout whatever hardships life might throw at them, as well. Yeah, she'th a tough one. Alwayth hath been, She commented, reminiscing pleasantly about Towhee in her yearling days, a ferocious hunter and guardian in spite of her age. She'd given up her independence lately, it seemed- joining a pack, starting a family; she could only help that it felt good to put down some roots. 

'Nother month or tho'n it'll be more of the thame- but with babieth, She said, brightly. I'm doin' fine. Nothin' unek-thpected tho far thith year, hopin' it'll thtay that way. While she'd not witnessed a difficult birth, she was fully aware that it could happen to anyone. I'm hopin' thometime we'll find thomeone with thome nurthin' thkillth...Both for injurieth, an' for midwifing. She confessed.