Silvertip Mountain Digging that den.

We can fade this as it’s a bit outdated now? <3


Mason sighed softly at her words, more an exhale to remind him that she was snappy at the best of times, and she was in the late stages of pregnancy. Mason took her admonishments with a pinch of salt, and then moved closer to her when she began to dig again. He buffeted her very gently, herding her back out of the way. “I’ll do that.” He stated, not allowing for arguments. She could be as stubborn as she wanted, but there were some things that a pregnant lady should definitely not be doing. Mason set his muddy & white paws to work, scooping at the earth with vigour.

“Just let me know how wide and deep you want it.” He panted.