“If you’d like to discuss soft, we can compare. Your fur is looking particularly fluffy today, so I’d advise you avoid this conversation if you don’t want to be embarrassed.” “Come here,” Drakkal said, spreading his arms wide. “I’ll hug your pain and bitterness away.” “You are not my mother, azhera.” Drakkal’s mouth curled into a smirk. “Stop acting like a child and you won’t trigger my maternal instincts.”