Sawtooth Spire lichtgebunden

her reaction pleased mahler; he could not hide the flicker of pleasure in his own gaze to match that of gracious. he did not have the heart now to tell her now that he had been a father before, that he still grieved his first children. "only healthy children," he murmured in response. he was still worried for their sake, and that of wylla.
she seemed to have kept quiet the paternity of her litter, and so he would respect that. "she is doing vell. ve are looking forvard to their arrival," mahler murmured, keeping his tonality vague. "i vas vondering if pups vould also be born to courtfall volves this year."