Story of My Life (Mating Thread)

He looked to his mate with interest. He was looking to have some pups of his own with her, golden optics shining in the slight darkness of the den as he licked her cheek, happiness inside of him as he looked to her. "Trica, would you like to try for some pups?" He would ask her, tilting his head slightly for he was not sure if she would say yes, but he would be happy if she did for he always wished to have pups of his own, even when the dreams and memories of his brother plagued his mind.