Shadow Mountain Night Cafe for lonely cynics

a smile plied his mouth. "i know vell the trouble that so many bring. stigmata left us vith two litters, half-grown now. loved as my own, but i do fear the toll that this time vill take upon them."
what would sarah think of him, to know it was more than two, to know he had considered such long before their conversation today? perhaps it will reduce him to a troublesome man in her eyes; perhaps this was what he was.
"he was not strategic. not how i plan to be," mahler muttered, seeing no reason to share with her his devisements. "another vay to confirm a pack's greatness is to plant seeds elsewhere, come to claim them vhen they are old enough. in this vay, your own resources are not terribly squandered, you are vith blood-allies, and your legacy stretches to all reaches."
"they are the life of any pack. for a man to have many is important; for a man to choose their mothers visely is even moreso. i desire to be as present as i might for each woman." unrealistic, perhaps, but mahler enjoyed the challenge of it.