Sun Mote Copse Still not butter.

Last from me!

The Redhawk winced and clamped his legs together when Niamh mentioned ripping off balls. That was not a pleasant thought in the least. It sounded as though the options were out there, whichever one (or ones) Towhee decided to take. Maybe hooking up with a bunch of dudes was better, because then nobody really knew who the father was, so they couldn't claim ownership. Then again, how well had that worked out with Pippin? Phox wondered how his pack was coming together. That would be a solid addition to their allies.

He looked to Niamh when Towhee reclined, and he wondered what their own children would be like next year. It felt like the possibilities were endless.