Sun Mote Copse Shedding aches for truth in a shape that's new

Wiffle didn't press his question further, both a relief and a lingering worry. It also worried Eljay a bit that it seemed like he was feeling a lot less urgent about the whole, uh, mating thing. Wiffle had already said that she wanted him inside of her and he just wanted to snuggle. Was that weird? But he also knew he needed to do this mating thing in order to have pups. so, despite all of the other uncertainties, he knew that that's what he wanted, too.

Wiffle seemed less urgent then and promised to show him. He followed her gaze into the sunlight outside. As she nuzzled him Eljay felt his stomach swirl. When she went outside, he followed obediently, getting another whiff of her scent in his face which caused such an abundance of feelings that it was hard to keep it all contained in one wolf.

But he did, and stepped into the sunlight with a wag of his tail. It was strange somehow to be in the Copse again rather than the mystical underground place that belonged to just them, but at the same time the sunlight was pleasant and made him feel a bit more confident (from 1 to 5% maybe). His tail wagged gently as he stepped towards Wiffle again, still with little clue of what was next but trusting Wiffle to guide him through it. She hadn't ridiculed him so far, so he was probably safe from the feared scrutiny.