Dragoncrest Cliffs inside the lines

truthfully, portia wasn't all that tired or thirsty. she was more restless than anything, and arlo couldn't really fix that. she knew that once these pups were born there would be little time for sleep or privacy, but she couldn't help her own roots. she was a wanderer, and even if she stayed inside the territory she liked to be moving. she was too fat to walk comfortably for long distances, so she ended up just laying around with wifi all day. she didn't mind the company, but still. than her green gaze fell to the coconut, studying it's furry exterior for a brief moment before looking back to arlo. "i'm fine hun, thank you," she replied with a wave of her tail, shifting herself from her pancake position to something more upright. maybe he'd come back and have something interesting to tell her.