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Blue Willow did not mind as he watched her. She thrummed softly when he licked her muzzle. She continued her ministrations, taking pleasure in the calm. She smiled, though she was taken back at his question. Without a thought she answered him, No I do not. Do you? She certainly had hoped and perhaps slightly wished it had been Atticus, but that was no fault of his.

She was proud of the children they had made and the life they would grow up in. She was content with her life and content with him. Granted yes, she had spoke to Osprey saying she would settle for what she could get. She however, had not meant it cruelly. She had merely meant that she would take what he was willing to give, and not ask for more. Just as she imagined he did. She did not doubt that he would take other lovers, probably men, but perhaps not. She just hoped he would speak to her of it. She did not want a relationship of any capacity based on lies.