“My mother lost pups. I think now perhaps it was because my father was a shifter and she was fully a wolf. But she grieved over those stillborn pups and every turning of the season that belonged to them, she would go out alone and howl for three nights. No one was permitted to go with her and she would be sad for a few days afterward. Sometimes one or two of the very old mothers in the pack would answer her howl, but this was not encouraged. My mother loved those pups and they never drew breath or saw the light of day. Warren, I don’t understand how a mother could do such a thing to her pups.”<br/><br/>She leaned against him.<br/><br/>“I would give you pups. I would teach them and love them and when the seasons were right, I would give you more. “<br/><br/>Tinker was caught up in her zeal,<br/><br/>“I would create a whole pack for you, a pack that is uniquely us.”<br/><br/>She was so excited that she was quivering from the effort to not chase her own tail. That was for babies, she thought so she just quivered.<br/><br/>Tinker saw the tears that flowed down his fur and she lapped his face. The tears were salty on her tongue but she continued as he cried.<br/><br/>“I can’t,no, I won’t ever be able to replace what you lost, Warren. But I will give you everything I have. When the time is right, and I believe you will know when, you can make babies with me and we will be a family. We will be happy.”