Sun Mote Copse But if I can make it to the street

This was torture, and Nellie was about to give up on her dreams on ever leaving the copse till the real answer came. Her face lit up a bit and her appetite returned, scoffing at the notion of Bronco getting better at hunting than her. Pff - he may be better at fightin', but he'll never beat me on tha huntin' grounds. He was too broad and bulky for all the tiny things that went into hunting, especially small game. Nellie was, in her perception, quicker and maybe even more agile. Sure, Bronco could sit on her and she wouldn't be able to go anywhere, but prey wasn't gonna allow him to do that.

Two years - heat - conceive. Nellie luckily didn't check any of those boxes and she let out a small sigh of relief. Then panick returned to her, thinking about Niamh checking at least 2 of them. She was older than two and now she was in heat - did that mean she still had to 'conceive'? How did that happen? Would she be getting more annoying siblings, it was hard enough having only Bronco as her rival and partner in discomfort. Nellie assumed that becoming a mother also required a father, and that meant it was a no for the more siblings part because their father was dead and surely Niamh wasn't over Colt yet.

Holy shit I was inside you... She said softly after her story, shaking her head to get rid of the third-or-so mindblow this week. But wait - ya go into heat, and then the pups just... happen? What did dad do to become our, well, dad then?