We made these

He couldn't help but be distracted by the girl in his arm, looking down at her tiny form. If anything, she seemed to sleep deeper instead of being awoken by the gentle jostling of being moved. She was almost lost in the thick fur of his foreleg. So small, so fragile.

“They’ll be raised to the idea. You’ve done well for someone introduced to fighting later in life.” He pointed out, knowing her fire to protect these little ones was what inspired her. He grinned at her words of happiness, kissing her again. “They are everything I wanted.” He agreed, and a little more cautiously he hesitated before speaking again. “But I can’t go through that again. Marina is right, it was too dangerous for you.”

"Jamie"||"Iskandor"||"Citadel"||"Selene"||"Balrog"||"Ignita"||"Basilisk"