Witch's Marsh A Toad's Memory

a small smile presses to his maw. i didn't mean to insinuate that, he says apologetically, and then adds, it's just something to think about. my old packs were always concerned about what would happen if pups came into the ranks -- what territory would best suit raising children. he adds a small shrug, as if the thought was just that simple to them. marten had never really thought about children himself... after all, the dynamics of that didn't fit his person. and marten was bred to look out after others, so it was a thought he felt presently important.

sorry to bring it up, he reiterates, shooting her another apologetic smile.