Sex: FemaleFinley was not sure what she was expecting, she had been so nervous to tell Jethro that she loved him and yet this had felt very simple, and comfortable. She had built it up in her head and now it all seemed silly and childish that she had been waiting to say it out loud. Atara continued to coo at them and tumble about, coming closer until the mother gently blew a puff of air on her face playfully.
Jethro then was on his paws and instigating some wrestling, which was a form of play the mother would most likely not ever participate in. She settled for just watching with a content smile on her face. This felt right, this felt like what she had been looking for last year and had not quite obtained. If she wasn’t so happy she might have felt guilty about that thought. She was feeling that a lot recently, about Siyet, about Atara and her boys. Happiness was beginning to make her selfish and she couldn’t bring herself to feel badly about that.
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