Stone Circle how do ya do?

Akuti spoke very fondly of her home and Phiipa smiled, glad to hear of it, though the golden girl could hardly imagine living in a place with as much moisture as was described. Phiipa preferred spring yes, but only in its driest days. She hated rain and water with a fiery passion, for it soaked her fur and clung it to her sides. All the grooming she had to do after a good rain, torture. Though she knew it was necessary for the earth to survive, so she tried to be as tolerant to it as possible.

She didn't miss the small choke of emotion that Akuti let slip, and she very much wanted to ask her if it, though she didn't want to be nosey. So she took a different approach. I would very like children of my own some day. With the right male of course. Do you? She asked, knowing it wasn't every wolf's dream to want children.