'He is. He's just the kind of father I want for my pups. Sensitive and gentle.' It was a phrase that Ryan would only be able to wish for and something that could never be a reality. She smiled to veil the thoughts clicking in her mind and just for a moment, pictured Davinci and herself in the place of Savina and Kansas. Maybe if she had given up on her life in Inferni, this could have been her life. "I’d love that," Ryan replied, her smile growing genuine with the idea Savina had suggested. "Especially now that she’s older, I’d think Val would love to come along and play with the kids." She could visualize it already; the children playing together while the adults chatted leisurely about their respective packs, the warm sun lighting the backdrop of Crimson Dreams territory. Such images could never be conjured within the coyote clan’s lands. "It would be nice."
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