Sun Mote Copse Giants shifting in their graves

Wraen laughed at the patchy retelling of "The birds and the bees" talk and was happy that she was spared the embarrassment of being the one to explain the process and answer all the "why"s and "how"s. She liked the story version of child-conception and birthing better - they just happened and details were omitted, plain and simple.

"The moral of all the fairy-tales, where beautiful princesses are featured, is about not selling yourself short," Wraen said. "So, if a fellow is mesmerized by your dashing personality and body on the first meeting make him prove that he is worth it," she went on, smiling still. Then Maia asked her a question to which she did not have a ready answer. 

"No. Never felt a need to present my beautiful rear either in or out of season," Wraen shrugged. "To be fair, I do not remember that any of those yearly mad weeks have had any impact on, how I feel. Maybe it has to do with the fact that I have never been entitled to have kids in a pack." She thought some more and added: "Though during that time I do find the opposite sex more attractive than during the rest of the year. When I start to consider that even a random guy could be quite a catch... I know that it's that time of the year again."