Sun Mote Copse and the irish guy wins the joke.

It felt as if Liffey was screaming all over the copse when she was excited about his upcoming potential fatherhood. Eljay glanced around just to make sure no one was listening in, and then he nodded. Well, maybe -- I mean -- We don't know yet if it's... If it took, I guess. Eljay did not know a whole lot about how it worked, making a litter, but he was pretty sure it wasn't a hundred percent chance. And even then they'd need to get through the whole pregnancy and all that, so there were no guarantees just yet. He could only hope, and keep a close eye on Wiffle in the meanwhile.

But back to the advice. Eljay listened eagerly as Liffey talked, spooning up all of the potential advice in there. She gave some hopeful notions but also asked some questions. Yes, he answered with a nod. Or, well, she said that she wanted me to be a father. But I did sort of tell her that I'd want to be a father some day, so I don't know if she just... really likes me as a friend, or..? Eljay was a bit clueless what even made the difference between friendship and mates sometimes. He really liked to be with Wiffle a lot though and the thought of someone else fathering pups with her made him feel upset. Maybe that was why he wanted some sort of confirmation that she wanted him exclusively. Eljay was still pretty unsure about this feeling, but judging by the descriptions mommy and daddy had given, it certainly seemed like love.