Northstar Vale i don’t understand us, you should find your way home

the other courtfallian laughed at him then, only solidifying melkor's previous assumption that she wasn't aware of the very real consequence of coupling in the throes of heat season. melkor let her have the moment of delusion, feeling it was a last shred of kindness in the eventual burst of the other's bubble. melkor tries to be tactful about the whole situation but doubts he's actually managing it. maybe she'd get lucky and it wouldn't take ...but given the fact that breeding season was what it was melkor doubts it.

❝i don't make a habit of joking about such things.❞ melkor says gruffly. ❝is there any chance that man's gonna show up at courtfall's borders? or his pack?❞ could it ruin chances of alliances? or alliances already forged?. melkor could only hope that this did not mean things would get incredibly messy for cupid or for andraste and courtfall.