What I've found Abroad

At his words she felt her hackles flatten as her heart pounded in her chest. It was true, he did return to her every night. Never before had he come home smelling of others, could she really ask anything else of him? For a wolf like him, she knew that what he said was a lot. Melting into his belly, a low whine left her maw at Atka nibbled at her belly, the tiny pup crying for milk. She hushed her, licking her back to soothe the hungry being. She would re-milk soon for the child, she could feel it already.

Othello looked up and met his sun fire gaze, a faint on her black lips. "Oh Scorpion, I know that's a lot to come from you. Is it wrong for me to want more, to want me to be your one and only? I know it won't happen... but a girl can dream, can she not?" She whispered, nuzzling into his form. She loved him with all her heart, and she supposed that what he offered was enough for her. As long as she stayed her number one, she really knew that she couldn't ask more from him. It was unfair to push him farther than he already was.