Firefly Glen glass eyes, crystal tears

Last from me as well.

Bronte was not nearly as confused as Acrux was, but all of this continued talk about baby making was beginning to her head feel full. It was a lot to keep track of. As the adult female said, a more detailed discussion was best handled by their respective parents.

"Yeah...I think I'll ask my mom some more about this. Eventually." She shuffled back and forth on her paws, sending Acrux an apologetic, if not awkward little side eye. The poor guy was so overwhelmed. And his gender wasn't even the one that had to carry kids!

As he turned and made his exit, Bronte frowned softly. She really wished she could have gotten his name before he left. But she did have this interesting little visit, and his scent to remember. With a soft sigh, he eyes lingered on where he had stood.

Snapping out of it, she looked up over at Paeon. "I had better be on my way back too. But you have been really helpful. Maybe we can meet again one day." A smile crept onto her lips. "I'm Bronte...Bronte Blackthorn." Then, with a friendly little play bow of goodbye, she turned and took her leave.