”Very respectful of you, Jaxxon. I appreciate that,” she said nicely with a nod, looking into his honey touched eyes. ”The little ones will like it I think…never had little ones before so I can’t say for sure,” she admitted, knowing this was her first and probably only litter. She never intended to have any, but she was surprised how strong instinct was. It almost pissed her off, knowing parts of her controlled her and SHE didn’t control IT.
Her face shifted to something serious, and Azalea had a naturally deadly look to her when her face was resting, let alone serious. Her own voice matched his whisper, and her poison eyes narrowed, not leaving his for a second. ”Tell me Jaxxon, am I the only one, or are the other pregnant ones yours too? Don’t worry, dear, I care not, I wish only to know who shares blood so that they do not…mingle in unsavory ways, you understand? Since no one will know who the father of these are,” she whispered with a pause, hoping he understood what she meant. There is much difficulty in raising puppies, let alone ensuring they don’t breed with their unknown siblings in the future.

