No Children

She huffed quietly and sat in front of him slowly calming down from her tyrade. "Micha" she said warily. "Micha Quareshi " she kept her eyes on him, taking note of the rich browns and golds of his fur. She could feel blood rising to her cheeks, thankfully hidden by her silky fur. He was handsome yes, but looks meant so little to her now. To her all she saw was a pretty face with too many teeth. He didn't look like a fighter or a hunter. He couldn't support her. She lost interest almost instantly

Speech!