super short but my muse is stupidly small :C
No, he could not understand, nor would he be happy to understand. He could not give his consent to letting her die for her offspring. Out of the womb, sure, but as they were given life? That was not a fair trade, in his opinion. They needed their mother, and he sure as hell did not know where he could the pups a new mother. Without her, they would be lost.
She did not look at him, but she still sounded much like his head was sounding to him. Why did he care about the whelps forced on the woman? "Zhey're your children," he said simply, softly as he gazed at the wall of the cabin. It felt like they had done this before, in the cabin. But it felt like that moment had been so very long ago that he could not remember when or what was even discussed. It might have been a happier affair then, before these Keese hellhole. "Because zhey von't be his."
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