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Wildfire confirmed Niamh's frustrated suspicions, without downplaying the effect that the hormones were having on her. Niamh uttered an exhasperated growl and shook her head, a sort of apology for being so emotional simply because of hormones. Wildfire's touch was appreciated, and she returned the gesture gratefully by touching her nose to Wildfire's cheek. "I feel like such an idiot," She said, her voice deepened from sadness, but still holding a light chuckle, and again she dipped her head, rubbing her muzzle on one of her forelegs to wipe away the tears from her face. 

Wildfire offered to kill the ducks, but the idea made Niamh feel sad again, and she shook her head. "No. They looked....So happy," She said, the memory triggering once again the emotions she'd felt earlier, considering the fact that she and Colt were not mates. It was, apparently, a sensitive subject presently, even though she didn't really know it. "This all goes away when you give birth, right?" She asked tearfully, turning a sad, desperate gaze to Wildfire.