Yup this is totally a daydream

He would never know the true relief she felt as he said he never would make her terminate. Her face likely showed that relief though. Even as Tears overflowed from the overly emotional girl’s eyes she couldn’t think of a worse thing for him to want of her, if he ever had. His orders she nodded to. Eat more, take plants to help them, she could do that. That was easy, she just wasn’t sure she felt safe enough to always get food if there were others around the kill pile. She’d get over that eventually but for now it was best to take things at her own pace. There was no need to always push her comfort levels.

She wasn’t sure if she should seek Ox out though. They were part his, even if he didn’t want anything to do with them he deserved to know didn’t he? She wasn’t about to force the responsibility of parenthood on the adventurous sell sword though. How to find him though? She’d have to ask for advice on that but would Rhyme understand? Maybe she should ask Miss Shaye? She might be a little less murderous than Rhyme might be if he knew the entire circumstance.

Rhymes next command had her ears pressing. She was hardly comfortable in his den and she couldn’t imagine being comfortable with basically complete total strangers, since that was what shaye and Epitaph were to her basically. She shifted a back leg though and subconsciously covered her stomach more to protect the potential growing lives within her. She would stay in her own if it weren’t for the destruction of the fire before. She liked it in her den before the fire, out of the way and a tight fit to get in along with a nice wide exit on the other side. If she were going to be staying at Rhyme’s den there was going to be a lot of compromises. ”Can i….. Can i just dig a new den near yours?” She really didn’t mind his children, but everyone knew where his den was and she liked the silence and comfort of her privacy.

She couldn’t agree more though that she wanted her children to grow up well loved and protected unlike with her and his life with the slavers. That brought another thing to her mind. ”The man saved me from one of them Rhyme….. I don’t know if he’s dead or if he ran for good though. He tried to drag me away with him. I don’t wish death on him…. But how do i know he won’t come here?” She looked up at her elder brother with a look that probably said it all. She was scared they were back to take them all away, that they would take her children from her. She’d seen it so many times now, mothers heartbroken as their children were taken away and given to surrogates. She closed her eyes and pressed her face into his thick neck fur. A tremor passed through her as she tried to stifle her fears in Rhyme’s fur.