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@Artaax I hope you don't mind. :3

It had taken a few hours or so for Hux to build his den. He located it just along the treeline on the eastern side of the lake, a safe distance from potentially high water, but close enough so that he could hear the breathy song of the lake while he drifted off to sleep.
He did his work easily, having dug many a den before. Throughout his life, Hux had gotten bored of sleeping in one place all the time, and so he moved every few months or so. He anticipated feeling the same way here, but still, he wished for a spot that he wouldn't mind returning to for a while.
The snowy wolf finished his den with a huff, taking a few steps back from it to marvel at his work. It would be a fine place to call his own. He half-smiled at himself, when the rustle of the underbrush alerted him of another creature nearby. Hux froze, tail a high flag over his back, eyes darting. He doubted anything was amiss, but the disturbance itself made him anxious, nevertheless.