The Sentinels It leaves you baby

The tail of the young girl wagged a bit at the praise. It was gentle and there wasn't a whole lot of meaning into it, but it was nice to hear that someone else found her to be a useful asset to the pack; it lifted her spirits. She dipped her head humbly as Osprey continued a bit, but when she came to the topic of mates the girl felt her whole body grow warm. Did she know? 

She raised her head a bit and gave an embarrassed smile. By now Lasher's scent would have washed clear from her, but did Casmir's linger? Did it really even matter? Probably not, but somehow it didn't help the nerves of the pretty, young thing. "Oh.. Oh no.. not... not many," she stammered out, pink probably showing through the light of her fur. "I hope one day though," she added, a bit calmer. She smiled to the woman her tail wagging. 

"It may not be my place to ask," she commented then, trying to pull the subject from herself, "But have you and Dante thought of having a family?" she tilted her head a little, smiling as her tail thumped slowly against the ground.