Sleeping Dragon Music sounds better with you

She felt something loosen in her chest when Dio seemed to understand, despite her sudden inability to articulate. She shot him a grateful look, then swallowed. Although the Wocha appeared to comprehend, Wildfire knew she must summon up the wherewithal to explain exactly what they were asking of him. A few inhales and exhales later, the Bandrona found her voice again, spurred on and encouraged by the fact that Dio hadn't immediately rejected her.

"We need a donor," she was able to say, flushing slightly but keeping her cool otherwise. "I'm going to carry them, so this wolf would—mate with me in order to conceive," she continued, sounding only slightly stilted. "Then Thur and I would raise the puppies as our own." Wildfire paused, her heart pounding so hard she could feel her pulse all over her body. "How involved you—he—wants to be beyond that is up to you—him."

That was all Wildfire could manage for now. Her skin prickled with tension and heat as she waited for Dio to process that. She tried to put herself in his shoes, to anticipate how he might respond. But in the end, that just made her terribly anxious, so she tried to just empty her mind and await his reaction.