Sending my love on a wire

Morgana knew she could easily change the subject, but her mind was a piece of work. She wasn't all quite there more often then not. Though such things she kept to her self, even as they had reached the dead end with now way but back towards the dens. But those frosted eyes trained them selves upon him, listening as he spoke. Only a pause before he would begin again and a brow would raise.

"Hmm, doesn't sound too delightful. But things have clearly changed since then." After all he was here, much less the fact he was going to be a father that year. In a pack that didn't abuse him or used him for their own ends, life was different. But as always unpredictable. Brushing past him, she allowed their pelts to mingle as she headed back towards the dens, perhaps going outside for a bit wouldn't be bad.