(Hehe, xd)
Settling down beside her, Scratch prodded the bird forward, a nice expression on his face.
Well? Do you want it? he asked, unsure if he had messed up somehow. He had mostly just.....forced Rip's mother into it. That was always an option, but it might work well enough to try the nice route. But if it hadn't yielded some results soon, it would be plan B, the forced version. He knew it wouldn't be great in the long run, but he would really have no need of her once the kits were weaned. They would be his, only his, to teach the way HE wanted. @
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