Lets have a talk

There was no surprise to her tone, only comfort and support, and a pat on the paw that he tried not to take as patronizing. He squinted at her. She blamed stress, of all things? He tried to qwell the desire to get a second opinion he had never heard of stress hindering child convincing before, but he HAD to trust his healer, his sister. He loved her, and knew she would not steer him wrong.

He let out a soft sigh, his desire for kids was strong. He wanted to see little ones running underfoot. He wanted to take them under his wings, and train them. In truth, he had wanted it ever since Deathbelle had given birth. When he had first seen her children, and fallen in love. He had patiently waited, built a pack, built on his relationship with Zee. "I do not believe I will be any less stressed once I'm running the pack full... but if you believe that to be the cause, and it does not give you concern, then I will trust in you. I just... I never wanted kids until Venom was born, and ever since the desire has grown."