DEIMOS POV: The Burning Ground

She wanted to hasten everything and we stood on thin ice once more, snapping our teeth at each other with a wave of outrage. She was always expecting me to understand her but she never once returned that from her side. What about what I wanted? I was not ready to be a father for I was only learning how to be a moral mate to her.

But the way she looked at me it was as though it had been what she had yearned for all her life. To have a family of her own, who was I to deny that? Was it not my duty to her, to give her that life?

I did not think I would be a good father, I did not want to raise my pup as my father bred me. I was worried I would end being the same as him. I wanted time before I could speak with her on the topic of having pups but she thought I was unconditionally against the idea.

It was not true, I too wanted to see my female's belly swollen with my pup snoring within. I too did not have a family growing up and I despairingly needed laughter and joy