Pulling her close, Tenma held Champagne to him, nuzzling his head onto her shoulder. She would one day be a mother, and they would be parents. Long ago he would have twitched and looked away at such news, and yet here this awkward male was, with a mate who he loves, his condition seemed to be cured, and kids.... They wanted kids...

What would they do if the kit had his curse? Was it possible? His father had an issue with his self-conscience, but other than that everyone was completely healthy. His other father was fine. Tenma had just come out...strange.

Oh. He could worry about that later. Right now all he wanted to worry about was getting decorations to the tribe and telling Kithara of his plan. Their plan.