Sunset Valley dreams

your daughter! yes

every synapse in her brain screams—yes!

but the baser instincts have her stumbling back, her throat rumbling slightly at this unknown presence. a wolf she knows, but a wolf she can. . .trust?

instinctually, she's shoved her body between the man and Masquerade, eyes flashing between the two.

mack, Avicus says again, as if in confirmation. you. . . i. . .

her words get lost in the quagmire that is her thoughts, and she frowns deeply, trying to summon something, anything. no words come, and she looks at her daughter in some helplessness, jaw not quite slack.