As you flew off, owl talons flexing, you thought of the sexy brown male you helped get to the birthing den with his mate. His mate. Likely his forever mate. Though stupid, he seemed like a suitable mating partner. He would be in his rut soon wouldn't he? If the two were "doin' it" during mating season, (which they probably had, based on the fact that you had rescued them from your own strict breeder), Aaron's rut would be in less than a month. You should watch them, so maybe you could catch and seduce him right on time. Or, you could send a spy to take a sample of sperm from him in his sleep.

But that wouldn't be nearly as fun.

You make a silent note to visit them in the next week.

Hey guys, The_Weird_Writer111 here. I guess I really haven't done much of an update in a while, huh? Ok, so i've been pretty busy, what with work and school and shit all the time, ya know? In the words of SumikoOneeSan, "sometimes life just hits you like a bag of bricks." Little did I know, but that saying is very true. I need to catch up on sleep and nerd activities, too, you know! I may be putting off Wings of Fire Lemons for a while though, (I know you people read it, i've seen the read count) for Wolf Bite and stuff. And I think we can all agree that pretty much nobody cares that I'm discontinuing Burns, Buttholes, Rants & Dances.

Goodbye for now,

The_Weird_Writer111