The small fae would glance at her mate, a small smile on her lips. "Soon, in the Winter." She would say, knowing that the answer was not to the question he had asked, but an answer to her in heat season, when they could mate. And, Misha was right; it was soon enough. That they would enjoy each other's company in one blissful night. The small fae had always wanted puppies of her own- and with Dayton she would have a huge chance. Misha giggled at the thought of small, little mini Daytons and Mishas running around the Tortuga pack. Kaden, Jazzper, Marilyn, and Savannah. She would want four, all together. Two boys, two girls. It would be a happy family.. It would be their family.
