“What’s so funny?” Livia asked the giggling Sammy and Jodie.
“The time between the Mating Moon and the Winter Solstice is our fertility festival! Young unmated wolves will visit friends and family in other packs, praying to find their mates. Mates ask the goddess to bless them with pups. And we spend a lot of time with our own families, either celebrating our children, or trying to make more.” She winked.
“Oh!” Livia blushed. It seemed that wolves were a lot more open with each other than most humans. It would take her a while to get used to how freely they spoke about s*x.
Livia was silent as the others swapped Solstice tales. Even Sammy, who was unmated, had her own stories.
“It’s a chance for teens and not-of-age wolves to start experimenting, too! We usually have at least one ‘yu
