out of time

He smirked when she said she approved of the type of torture he had inflicted on his father. He nodded, and she would begin to explain to him her family now. She said that her lineage was quite large, and at a young age they were taught to have litters as soon as possible. He nodded, slightly confused but he sort of understood.

“So you just breed to spread your bloodline then?” he asked, “Does that mean you have children somewhere out there?” he asked, he so far hadn’t had any children. Or if he did he didn’t know about them because he had remembered a few one night stands with some females he had never seen in his life. But that was about it, if they were wolves somewhere who he had fathered he could care less. Perhaps it was ironic, his dad was terrible to him and if he was a father or ever found himself becoming one, he just would decide to not be around. But part of him thought that was probably better.