Bearclaw Valley Friday Night I Crashed Your Party

From what Raelle had told her, she had been born in a litter of four which led her to believe that there was indeed a possibility that she might too bear a large brood. Ancelin seemed to share about the same level of concern that she had had, but the confidence that they would manage. She chuckled, tail waving- impressed that he might want for so many heirs. 

"We have many yearth to make 'em," She said, shuddering as his touch ignited her senses. "Our own Bearclaw family, with little Anthuhlinth, an' little Amelineth," She said, a smile edging as she spoke the name that they had chosen together.