Warren seemed to be speaking of his fears and dreams but his voice was so low that Tinker was unable to share them. She frowned and lay her head on her paws, staring out into the inky black sea. A sigh escaped her.<br/><br/>“Warren, no fear is too dark to truly share with me and no dream will be ripped from your claws if you speak its nature aloud. I will not think you silly or wrong for what is in  your heart. I have seen into your heart and it is good, pure, like the first snowfall of winter when everyone has been heartily tired of hot summer.”<br/><br/>Tinker waiting a little longer and asked Warren, with all seriousness and respect,<br/><br/>“Warren, since I have never been mated, how will I know what the time is right for us to do this? I depend on you to tell me the things that matter. Perhaps,, we need to discuss this. Share with ne the pros and cons of such an act. I’m perplexed and don’t know what to think about this.”