Careless Whisper

This woman was from the south, from beyond the land bridge that separated two continents. Nako remembered that his brother and then lover had head down there with the onset of winter and came back up to rejoin the family as mates ready to bear children. He smiled at the thought and would think that his parents would be proud of their second oldest son. Lyre spoke of pack life and his attention returned to listen to the woes and worries that were being vented as eventually her sought out alone time that had brought her here. Nako's ear perked forward as she began a new inquiry, tone far more hushed as a favor was called upon. Where Lyre brought the conversation certainly wasn't what he was expecting, and thoughts began to race as another woman required help with achieving pregnancy. It had been over three years since he had become a father and whatever doubts he'd had long ago had matured away.

Nako looked away from her. She was pretty enough, certainly, and his gaze turned to watch over the lake as she spoke that years of trying had yielded nothing successful he shifted on his paws and that perhaps she would be lucky with him. Nako was quick in his stride to be next to Lyre and licked away the tears before they could fall. He nosed her cheek and let a hum rumble forth from his chest. "I am a lone rogue Lyre. The only consequences are those that I make for myself..." Nako nuzzled harder against the cheek of the woman. "I only hope that the pack I smell on you would be as forgiving should you affirm that this is what you want." There was a certain truth to his words. His father had played a dangerous game once and had gotten himself banished. Lyre would have to dip in the chilly water and wash his scent away if she wanted this but he would set that term in a moment as he helped console this want to be mother.