Ocean's Breath Plateau i just need to speak and bespoke

The answer from the male stole through the rapid-fire thoughts in his head. He was slowly being brought back from his own mind, a swirling storm, to the sunshine of reality. It was a slow process, however, so at first he just hummed an affirmative, giving a small nod. "Yeah, it's..."

Wake up, you idiot. He blinked, replaying what the other wolf had said in his mind, and cleared his throat, shifting to stand a bit straighter...and falling back into his usual low, awkward stance only a moment later. His racing thoughts had been severed by sheer will, however clumsy it had been.

"Uhm. When you say 'mate'...you don't mean - like....do you...?"