Lion Head Mesa fucked around and got attached to you

Disa stopped chewing. Serein was asking very weird questions. Why would a husband affect how Disa spent her time? To her knowledge, The Act as a perfunctory meeting of genitals - beyond that, when {Husband} was not performing his assigned gardening duties, Disa imagined he would do whatever it was that men did. Patrol. Pee. Preen? She wasn’t sure.

”Of course,” she therefore said. ”You are my friend and my packmate. I will help you with your babies, and you will help with my babies. Verapaz will be very big and the husbands can visit us.” The weird little wolf squinted, cogs spinning rapidly inside her skull. ”Only sometimes. We will be very busy because of babies. Sometimes they vomit, and you eat it.” According to Easy, who had seemed very knowledgeable.