Thunder Dome plan a pretty picnic

Rue cracked a smile at the mention of keeping kids in order. Apple seemed to have the experience to know what she was talking about. The idea of telling stories to children was a lovely one; perhaps she would have the opportunity someday. Not with her own children, of course. To have children you had to let a man touch you, Rue knew that much... and that was still a no-go for Rue. Not after... well, after all she had been through. 

"No, none of my own. You need a man for that, I've heard." Rue quirked a brow in amusement. "..And I haven't had the greatest luck with those." She had hoped that her words would come off as light humor, but a note of truth would be evident in the young woman's tone.

"But my alphas might have pups this season," she offered optimistically, hoping to steer the conversation away from her own misfortunes. "So I might yet have the chance to apply your advice."