it smells like dog in here [1]

The boys. Their boys, now, for better or for worse, and a small, shameful part of her was thrilled to be a mother. And soon, if the heavens would deign it, that family would grow - the Samarkand children would bury the memory of their first set of roots and put down new ones as the first generation of a brand new pack.

North it is. Bazi wasted no time - whilst Scimitar shared his suspicions about Kaskara and Kieran, she urged him on with a gentle bump of her head against his shoulder. They were already near the border, and would be completely free of Swiftcurrent scent within the hour. "You think so? He has always seemed so closed off to me. And your sister.. has she taken a mate before?" She couldn't imagine Kaskara in love. Kaskara was hard, and practical - like Scimitar, actually, so perhaps it would just take a persistent wolf to win her over.