Misha would huff a sigh as her mate would speak, sapphire blue eyes watching her surroundings in sadness. It was fairly kind for the lady to let Winter free, especially with Misha carrying the lives of their unborn babes. . . But, that was in the past. Now, in the future- there was no pups of theirs to take care of. She would pull back just enough to look into her love's eyes, sapphire blue audits staring into his emerald green ones. She would open her maw and speak, her voice weak and laced with sadness. "Do you. . . Do you want to pick out names?" She would ask him hesitantly, keeping his gaze locked with her's.
