Moonspear [m] doppelgangland

She rumbled with comfort and pleasure at his touch against her collarbone, a simple gesture that sent her whole body buzzing. Sialuk offered no words to his question, but she leaned closer to him, her answer as clear as the streams that started at the upper reaches of the spear. She nestled her nose beneath his foreleg, encouraging him into an embrace.

Do you wish for wife? she asked, yellow eyes searching the pale blue. For children?