The Heartwood else shall eden have no springtime

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he listened, inventorying the names as peregrine spoke them. he was pleased to find that finley seemed to be well, and the mention of ashton charmed his mouth into a private, brief smile. the caldera was thriving, but he had expected no less, what with fox's ambition and peregrine's steady hand upon the reins. he was a bit surprised to hear that the panther seemed to be welcoming the departure of a mated pair; while he understood it was the nature of their kind, the breaking of a family went against his own creed.

may your pack continue to prosper, he murmured softly, genuinely meaning his words.

we can, lasher rejoined to peregrine, settling into a more comfortable position. i have two male prospects before me, and a female, though she seems unremarked by my advances. blue willow is dearest to my heart, however; we have built a nest from which i shall not stray far. in time, i do hope she takes a lover, a mate, one to fulfill her traditional heart.

he did not ask after peregrine's love affairs, assuming that fox would disallow the wanton spread of her husband's seed.