“OFFSPRING” in italiano

Helion’s most beloved pair—this black stallion, Meallan, and his mate—hadn’t produced offspring in three hundred years, and that last foal hadn’t made it out of weaning before he’d succumbed to an illness no healer could remedy.

Illyrian males do so far more often, or at least fuck around, but you rarely see the offspring.

Might have let a bit of that terrible power within her show so they truly believed she was a witch and would curse them and a thousand generations of their offspring if they insulted Cassian again.

Then, she kicks her offspring out of her territory, and they’re on their own until they’re mature enough to earn their own breeding partner.