Sun Mote Copse First light

A lot had happened over the past month. Eljay thought he saw some differences in Wiffle: the way her stomach looked, the way she seemed way hungrier than usually, but how could he really be sure those were pups? Weren't they just the changes he wanted to see in her, simply because... well, because he wanted to? And although Eljay had some experience with delivering pups and had helped mommy through one of her pregnancies and deliveries, too, he was a little shy asking Wiffle to see all the 'bits that mattered' when it came to delivering pups. Silly, because he'd never felt that awkward doing check-ups like that before. Eljay had asked for advice, but it all boiled down to the same thing. Tell her. Or build her an altar, but Eljay wasn't sure if Wiffle was the altar type of girl. Maybe Tegan's girls were all more into that sort of thing..? They were probably the kind of hot, lion-like girls, strong and tough, and well... Wiffle was more, uh, tender, he supposed, kind of like himself, but stronger.

All in all, it hadn't lead him to a solution much yet. Eljay, completely unaware of whatever Wiffle even thought of him (other than that she 'liked him', but he didn't know in what way she liked him, still), was having vivid dreams. A lot of them were terrifying: someone else forced him to do the deed with them, too, even though he didn't want to. And then he was actually enjoying it, for some super weird reason because he didn't even enjoy it that much with Wiffle and he actually loved her. And then he saw her standing there! Oh no! Pop.

There was another dream where the pups were all born dead, and another where the pups all hated him. Needless to say, Eljay wasn't having the best sleep that night. There was also a dream where he was sleeping, and Wiffle was staring at him. It was a weird third person sort of experience. Eljay mumbled something in his sleep, but he couldn't even hear what he was mumbling himself. His ears twitched as Wiffle's paw drew closer but then withdrew.

He opened his eyes as he felt a kiss on his nose. His head was still, maybe because Eljay had already expected to be woken up. Thinking he was still dreaming, Eljay smiled, his tail causing a soft thud-thud on the ground. His head remained still on the ground and his soft green eyes searched for Wiffle's. Heya, he said, his voice soft and love-drunk, almost as if he was seeing Wiffle for the first time. The sort of 'heya' you'd give your dream love when they'd kiss you awake after your first night together. Dream-Eljay was a lot more suave than real world Eljay, maybe because in a dream, it didn't matter that much what you said or did. Might as well enjoy it while it lasts.