it's in your blood and it's in your making

She took great comfort in his closeness, still surprised at how easily he had wrapped her up in his arms. Like their complicated history never existed. She admired his strength, and even if she agreed with him she wouldn’t let him know it. ”You just keep telling yourself that, old man.” She continued to tease him despite the somber mood between them. He teased her fur lightly and for a moment she felt like a child in his arms.

”If you love something, let it go.” She whispered softly into his fur as she realized she wasn’t just talking about their children. ”If it doesn’t come back it was never yours.” Deathbelle thought sadly as she internally shook the emotion from her. ”Trust that you’ve raised them to take care of themselves. That is the greatest reward.” She told him softly as she lifted her features to offer an innocent kiss to his cheek.