All the clever thoughts that move through my head in quiet moments are gone, and I can only stare blankly at the sky, then down at her. Suh-mer wants answers, and I have none. Nor am I good at reassuring a female. I have never had a mate, nor a pleasure-mate in my furs. I do not know how to rid her of the worry in her gaze. I know how to fish, how to hunt, how to skin. I do not know how to talk to a female.
