The silver male had not been overly close with the calico she wolf, but he knew that the two worked well as a team. The male watched the black youth move closer to the mostly white female finding it to be a rather… rather cozy feeling around her, she invited the younger black male to come down and lay near her. The silver male smiled as he drew his tail into his sitting down as he listen to what the female was saying, about how things where not good and might not be good for a while. The silver male had a sickening gut feeling, but he did not want to admit to these feelings. Noah did not want to admit to being able to know who the rapist was running lose being his father.
”Jace? Tell us? Puh…puh…puhle…eaze….please tell us?” Noah did not want to push his luck with the female but a part of being in this pack was learning to trust the others in your pack. Noah had hoped that the scent of the black male Temo was the male that was the father that had planted the seed to make her stomach swollen. Noah hopped and hopped so bad that was the case of the matter was, she just was not ready to be with children.
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