Yeah, maybe. I heard some folks were havin' nesting circles... a-and orgies...

[He rubbed the back of his neck, unsure. Look, doin' it behind that tree was a heat of the moment kind of thing he was still working out if he was into, he wasn't about to engage in any group-freaking.]

But it seems like I'm able to switch in n' outta my form despite it not bein' Sanguis. I think a good stopgap might be that once the eggs are born, I could brood 'em as best as I can. I-it's the least a dad can do, yeah?

But if it gets intense I'm sure the others wouldn't mind hangin' out.

[But that last part caused a tinge of frustration in that wolfish mind corner. Others? Near THEIR eggs? He'd rip 'em limb from limb first!]