No Children

She could see the pain in his eyes as he recanted his story, her esrs drooped slightly, afraid that she had somehow been the cause of his distress slowly she pressed the side of her hip against his reassuringly and spoke softly "where is home?" she asked quietly, eyes swimming with innocence. Micha was new to flirting, any contact no matter how small was taken as an act of affection in the eyes of the considerably smaller wolf. He askes if she had ever hunted anywhere but the desert and she smiled shyly at the thought. She had been born and bred for the desert, it was her home as well as her prison. Maybe... if she just tried she would find other areas to her liking as well. "I would love to.
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