Peep stood quietly during the explanation, offering calm acceptance and unfaltering warmth. She couldn’t help but recall her own history, which included a less than perfect choice of mate. A mistake of a young and less experienced heart, though one she would make again if given the chance, as it had resulted in the joy of having three more children to love. She wasn’t even sure if she could call her time with him enjoyable but she’d sought that with others instead. The act and the consequences were all part of her life and all treasured.
“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself,” she said. Her mouth curled in a smile, glowing eyes full of gentle teasing. “You never know, he might surprise you. Fatherhood can sometimes change a buck in ways you never thought possible.” Her head tilted, trying to grab the other Acha’s gaze. “Not that it matters. Your children will have you and they will bring you both love and wonderful experiences. And they will also have myself and this tribe to look out for them. Do not fear and do not feel any shame for following your instincts and urges.”
Peep closed her eyes, let her feelings for this doe and her unborn children become a warm weight in her chest, ready to be shared. “May your children be strong in body and mind, fearless as they seek a joyous life.” She offered the blessing and opened her eyes. “Please stay as long as you need.” Her head tilted, regarding the doe’s petite form. “Giving birth might be hard and I will be there to help with that.”
