Sun Mote Copse Still not butter.

While it translated only a minimal amount in her characteristically loud but flat voice, there was no mistaking the fact that Towhee was excited about something. And as soon as she mentioned planning a litter for herself, Niamh tipped her head back and yipped with glee. After all- this was the first winter that she and Towhee would actually get to hang out and talk about such things, now that they were sure that Raven had been wrong, and that Towhee actually could get pregnant. It had been difficult for Niamh to hold back from asking the fun, gossipy questions the year previous, knowing that it would only remind Towhee that she could have children. Well, this year was different- and they had a lot of catching up to do. 

She shouldered Phox when he mentioned asking for their permission and she nodded eagerly. -"Permission granted on behalf of both of us,"- she explained briefly, deftly. Now, on to the next topic. Niamh opened her mouth, but before she could get anything out, Phox suggested Eljay, which made Niamh snort loudly. She was tempted to say something that wouldn't have been very polite, but she held back, and simply shrugged instead. -"Eljay is cool. But if you have babies with Eljay, you're prolly gonna have a husband too,"- She explained. After all, she personally suspected given Eljay's shy, private nature, that Wildfire had been the only wolf he'd ever actually been with, and they'd become mates. -"How much involvement do you want?"- She asked, figuring that might be a good place to start. Because she would already know that regardless of whoever sired the children, Niamh and Phox would be there to co-parent as well.