Silver Creek Anasazi

Spring bristled, but the older Ciel leaned into her with breathy sobs just contained from a meltdown. Without saying a word about anything else, she questioned the scent of another male. It was then Amber backed away, meeting Spring's eyes with some mix of excitement and an apology. 

                 "I found a mate, Spring."

She didn't need to say anymore - the alpha knew the answer before she'd asked. Amber licked her lips nervously, but her tail wagged ever so slightly and a shy smile spread across her obsidian face, daring to try and make Spring happy about this:
 
                                         "Wouldn't you love to have nieces or nephews?"