Dragoncrest Cliffs filtered through the interstices

portia grew quiet for a moment, a soft shrug gracing her features. "do you want it to?" she asked quietly. she certainly did. she'd already told hvitserk about her hopes for a new litter this year but... what did dio want? she hadn't had any tell-tale signs just yet-- but she linked that to stress. it took tolls on the body and mind, and if she was so stressed out it was probably possible she wouldn't show any signs until it just... happened. she knew better than to tell dio that outright, in case he really wanted it to happen and it just... didn't. she looked to her mate with a small smile, wondering what he was thinking-- hoping he'd tell her.