Redtail Rise the thousand-and-second tale of scheherazade

another deep inhale, nodding once at his question-not-question. Avicus places her muzzle on outstretched paws.

"how do i heal you from this?"

you don't.

be wi' me, she says instead, looking ahead at things that aren't there. don' go.

if there are children, he will be a father. perhaps the father; she doesn't know how the genetic lottery works. strong man, loyal man. 

steady, unlike her own sire. rooted to the earth.

d'you. . .believe in a godhh?