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Since her adventure with the red man - Engel - Poppy had wondered where, exactly, he'd gone. The after-effects of the seeds had not exactly been fun, and she did feel bad for leaving him behind. She couldn't quite remember all that they'd done; only that it had been fun and at the end of it all, she'd left him. She'd slipped from the territory that morning, casting around until she found a scent, tail wagging as she latched onto the trail and followed it. 

When she came across the two of them, finally, she recognized Murdock's pelt quickly, tail wagging high as she approached. The two seemed very close together, and her brow furrowed as she closed the distance between them. "Murdock?"  came her voice, questioning as she squinted at the pair  She'd known that the two knew one another, but as she rounded the pair and caught a clearer view of what, exactly, was going on, she realized the pair might be closer than she'd thought. As she drew to a stop a short distance away, she realized that she wasn't quite sure what they were doing, but quite suddenly her presence here felt intrusive. Freezing, she could not quite drag her gaze away as she tried to figure out just why Murdock seemed to be sitting on Engel's head, and the latter seemed to be alright with it. More odd wolf behaviour, perhaps?

Engel didn't seem to notice her approach, and as he continued, she ducked her head, muzzle canting as she tried to figure out why he was making such sounds. It was Murdock who broke away, and it was for a second that she caught a glimpse of his arousal, bright against the snow. Thoroughly confused now, and feeling very much as if she were intruding in on something quite intimate, she took a hasty step back.

Her cheeks warmed as Murdock continued, but curiosity and a reluctance to simply dart away kept her rooted. "is it - is it a wolf thing?" came her slightly nervous question, confusion written across her face as she shifted in the snow, purposely not looking at Murdock's not-very-well-hidden erection.

Her mother had given her a quick rundown on sex, albeit with disgust painted across her features and being purposely vague about the whole topic, claiming it vulgar. A little hypocritical, perhaps, when spoken by a woman who'd run off with numerous suitors, but Poppy hadn't dwelled on it. "were you-" she began, trailing off when Murdock spoke. He claimed it was simply boring stuff, but Poppy gathered the last of her courage and blurted,  "were you doing the sex?" Blinking, her gaze shifted between the two, unsure of why the thought of Murdock possibly doing the sex with Engel had something like jealousy burn a moment. Pushing away the emotion, for surely it was wrong (and not to mention confusing) she answered Murdock. "I was looking for Engel - I felt bad about leaving him,"  she admitted, but her gaze did not falter as she waited for an answer to her own query.

Murdock's answer confused the girl, the befuddlement showing as she echoed, "sort of?" Considering this a moment, and feeling emboldened after getting over her initial realization, she asked, "were you not done?" After a moment, another conclusion came to her, and she probed again,  "were you doing it wrong?" She fell silent then, not knowing if questioning Murdock's sex ability would come off as rude. She nodded sincerely at his question, however, falling silent but doing her utmost to appear very serious about the matter while ignoring the sinking in her chest. 

Engel distracted from that well enough, however, and she looked to him with a cant of her head.  "well, yes. I left you all alone, didn't I? A cannibal could have got you - Murdock told me about those."  Her ears flattened in apology, the possibility of someone eating her friend very troubling. His next question, however, had her cant her head a little, confused until she realized that he probably meant something bad. "nothing bad happened - we adventured." She supplied, remembering dimly jumping around these parts of the Wilds.

So he hadn't been doing it wrong, no, nor had she interrupted before they'd done the sex, and the knowledge that there were multiple ways to do it had her interested. By the way her mother had spoken of it, the sex had been nasty and secretive, but like a lot of what she'd preached, that seemed to be wrong. For a moment, she was slow to answer Murdock's question, held back still by the words of her mother, but after a moment she continued. "my mother said that to do the sex, a man has to bring out his penis and move it around and if he does it right his woman will get pregnant. I think I saw sheep do it once, but I'm not sure." 

Knowledge of sex thoroughly described, she shrugged her shoulder at his latter question, though really, sharp interest in the matter was beginning to have her more interested in what the pair had been doing. "did you get Engel pregnant?" She asked, turning to the red male with a clench of her chest and a flick of her ears, sinking feeling returning a moment before she could banish it.