I had lost all hope at one point in time, hope that I would be able to conceive. That my womb would be healed and be blessed by the moon with time so I can bear a healthy male. Though Phobos had never ceased comforting me in my path of despair I still found the truth of my infertility to be utterly unendurable.
I quit dreaming and longing for the day I would birth a pup, for the day I would finally become a mother. I hadn't spoken to Phobos about it for I did not wish to drag him down to the pits of darkness with me. That was why it had been effortless for me to leave him that night for I thought no matter what I would not be able to give him what he needed. What he needed both as my male and as the king of beasts.
