Sleeping Dragon Nothing but space

She chewed the inside of her cheek as Thuringwethil praised Dio, nodding her head a little distractedly. She fully bit her lip when the commander mentioned talking to Gavriel. Wildfire's lips parted, though she let the other she-wolf finish and then paused for a moment before voicing her own thoughts on the matter.

"We knew that might happen. Of course it can't hurt to talk to him but..." She shifted a little uncomfortably, looking down at the dead game between them, having not taken a single bite herself. "Even if he comes around to the idea of us, I won't—I can't—ask him again," Wildfire said softly, recoiling at the mere thought. It would feel demeaning to the both of them, trying to convince him to do something so incredibly intimate with her. Not to mention the Bandrona's secret baggage...

"So," she added after a beat, exhaling louder than she meant, "I think Dio's our best bet. But is there anyone else you have in mind? I would've liked to know the man who'll father our children... but I would rather have them than not, you know?" Wildfire asked, feeling herself getting antsy and emotional. Hell, her eyes even started to feel watery.