The idea of a family was equally just as terrifying to Sólja as it was to Champion. Though she wasn't trying to let her fear show for her mate's sake. But it ate away at her like a festering plague. She had no idea how to act around children, with only the warm and loving memories of her grandparents to go off of. She had little memory of her actual mother, and couldn't even remember a father in her life. So her expectations of what it meant to be a parent were greatly diminished. At least Champion seemed a little opened to the idea. I'm on the same page as you. But I'm sure we can figure it out somehow. But I promise that I won't let anyone touch you, nor I. Not as long as I'm around, they won't lay a paw on your head. Strong words for such a soft and gentle spirit as she was. Maybe we could adopt if the opportunity presented itself? Just an idea of course. A possibility that could be in their sights? She liked to think so.