Swiftcurrent Creek murphy's law

He wasn’t surprised by her words—his eyes sliding over her contemplatively. “Well, if pups are something you want, all the more reason to seek someone outside of the creek…” At least for the conception aspect.

His jaw flexed, his nose drifting down to rub at his forearm—a wane attempt to keep some of her tempting scent from his nostrils for too much.

“I…” He was at a loss for words—it was an uncomfortable topic, and a lot of it most none of his business, spare for bringing extra mouths to feed within the creek. His expression neutral, he cleared his throat. “I don’t know, Bellatrix. I’m just letting you know you have… Options, if it’s something you want to explore. The creek has no partners aside from Lestan and Reverie.”

And even then, it wasn’t as if they had sought his permission, he considered, not without ire.