Whitefish River and here we go, life's waiting to begin

Evergreen tilts his head to the side, round ears pointing towards his mate with a puzzled expression pinching the curves of his face. A relationship had seemed impossible to him—parts of it still do—let alone becoming a father of sorts. Maybe adoption seemed possible, or being that extra figure for the pups of Kaistleoki but…
Winterbourne goes on. I… uh, never thought much about it. I mean, the goal with Kaistleoki was sorta to, uh, make a family at first—after I lost Thistle it was… well, lonely. I guess that would have been the more logical step, he chuckles, I… I wouldn’t mind raising a family with you. How, he isn’t certain of yet, but as scared as he is about it—what if they hate him, what if he messes up—the idea warms his heart.