Dragoncrest Cliffs filtered through the interstices

With all of this war business, then mending, then getting the home back up to par, he'd had his nose busy in other things that were not Wildfire's heat. His tail swayed gently, though, happy to have some semblance of good news finally too. "Yeah. It will be nice." he agreed through a relieved-sounding sigh. "I'm just happy to move forward.. past all this other stuff that keeps weighing us down finally," he said, eyes narrowing at nothing specific. Drageda deserved bright days ahead.

The last few months held little to look back on favorably to him. Even their overall victory in the war was more of a relief than an outright triumph. In time, he hoped he'd feel differently. It still had to settle in and they were still getting back to normal, too. 

Anyway, despite the aches and the exhaustion and the still-lasting dour mood about the actual fight itself.. she had brought up Wildfire's heat and he wasn't forgetting about last year, either. Two litters born mere days apart had kept him on his toes. While he was plenty alright without repeating that, he did have to wonder: "Do you think.. yours will come soon, too?" he asked outright with a tilt of his head, and worked his nose a little harder then. Maybe he had managed to overlook any subtle signs to answer that very question. He had been very caught up in just being glad she was here and that he was home where he could find her company practically whenever he wished.