Kintla Flatlands That's just how I feel

It turned out most of Viggo's "manly men" forebears were the sort to settle down and have large families. It was probably a concept that the Endores as a whole had once fancied, but few of them ever truly reached that status. The younger generations were particularly flighty, with her own mother only settling down because she was unable to get rid of her accidental litter with Rodeo. The pair had found some sort of enjoyment in the idea of more mistakes like herself, which had led to Ptarmigan being sent away.

“Just the pretty ones,” she clarified with a coy smirk and a twitch of her tail. She would never tell him that the truth was that she had never really cuddled up to any boy before, nor did she plan to wholly close the short distance between them. The one who had impregnated her had been less cuddling and more her yowling for attention during her heat like an inexperienced little slut. She would play, but Ptarmigan was more reclusive than she let on, and definitely much shyer about intimacy. Still, it was nice to joke about it.