saving myself from the ruin

This wasn't at all what Deteste had wanted for his second litter and he mourned for many things, including the children to come. He would love them without doubt but he knew that for some his love would not be enough to content them. He hoped that Laxago would love the too, for they would be his children though he knew the idea was unlikely and the sudden responsibility that he would need to undertake was too much and too painful to think of. He had wanted more children from Laxago and now he was unsure if that would ever happen. They were aging. It would be a long time before this litter would be grown. His sobs quieted but his heart was weighed like lead.


I just wish it were you. he whined, I just thought... I'll love them all the same. I will. I won't resent them. And I beg that you won't too. I just.. I just had other plans. It's so much to think about. his speech was somewhat nonsensical but he didn't know what else to say and in his desperate state he would talk like a drunkard. Revealing the most insignificant or unrealistic of ideas. He shuffled closer to Laxago, pulling a limb above her and pulling her close to his side. His nose flared in a deep breath as he attempted to bury himself in her comforting sent.

"speech"