Stone Circle there's always just a little more left

Mya gazed at her father with deep fascination in her eyes. It was strange to hear a story that she’d probably been involved with that she couldn’t remember for herself. They’d been so little! Mya hardly remembered what that was like.

She had more to say about the snow, but then Ethan had to go and talk about her having pups. She balked at the very idea, having never thought of it herself. It hadn’t yet occurred to her that she was anything more than Baby, and that she had a whole future full of other wolves she probably hadn’t even met yet.

“I’m not gonna have pups,” she said without thinking, shrinking from the embarrassment of talking about this with her dad. After all, if she wanted to have pups, she knew that there was a boy... involved... in that process. She didn’t even know any boys!

But now she was thinking about it. She was a grown-up, now. Was it time to find a mate?

“Hey Dad?” she asked him, taking on a purposefully calm and nonchalant tone. It was not to great effect, even though this was something she’d been thinking about already, and not just an excuse to change the subject. “Do you think you’ll have more pups one day? Or that maybe you’ll — ” She cringed as she said it, again due to embarrassment: “... fall in love?”