Blacktail Deer Plateau auxiliary + verb + subject

@Sunny

Growing in quite nicely, Starbelly mused as she craned her neck to preen at one silken shoulder. Yes, bitter and chill winds were rising — winter would soon be upon them. The vaudevillian did not appreciate the cold or how it drove all the prey away, but she did particularly like her plush, seasonal pelage and how it looked upon her frame. It was her undercoat that grew in thick and heather-grey, giving a buxom appearance to a coat that was otherwise flat black. It was warm and it was lovely; velveteen, Donovan had always said. It was a true shame how, in the summertide, it always fell away. Every year she prayed it wouldn’t, but it always did. 

Starbelly smiled to herself. At least, at this point, the best was yet to come. 

However, a winter required more than just an expensive winter coat — and soon the dark woman realized a den was needed. To be underground was stifling, but to be aboveground during a storm, on this plateau, would be even worse! So Starbelly bid adieu to her nights spent beneath the needled pines and sweet evergreens and went in search of something a little less expansive, and a bit more snug. Morningside’s hearth must have a home to suit her needs, lest she find someone and usurp theirs! With a small titter and a toss of the head, Starbelly continued to survey the lands for a certain, special hole in the ground — one that held a promise of much, much more.

The nights had grown colder and while Sunny much preferred to sleep under the stars he couldn't deny that the air was much too bitter to do that much longer. He had found a den a bit away from everyone despite the fact that he liked to be near them all he liked sleeping in a more solitary area. It was a hole that he had dug out a bit more and dragged some moss,pine needles, and wool from those weird sheep creatures he and his father had gone after. It was big enough for more than one person but he had created a soft floor with the bedding and it was quite warm in there. Satisfied with his work he climbed back out of the den and shook his pelt out muscles flexing beneath an already large body frame, spraying dirt everywhere.

Turning his head he was embarrassed and surprised to find a she wolf with a smooth black pelt standing a few feet away. His eyes widened as he studied her body noticing the thick soft look of her fur and the gray undertone that lay beneath a solid black. It was her eyes that made him grow all flustered though, they were a bright pumpkin orange and they stuck out fiercely from the black of her face. "I uh...um..I didn't get dirt on ya did I miss?"  he stammered awkwardly his tail giving a few nervous taps against his legs as he offered her a lopsided smile.

I am sorry for the wait!

The starlet watched him from afar — he was new, at least to her, and he was young. He seemed to be in the midst of the same endeavor as she was, attempting to secure a modest winter home. The boy was ahead of her in the process, however, and Starbelly could not help but admire his chosen locale. Perhaps he knew this plateau, and the wolves upon it, better than she! 

Silently, she continued to voyeur from afar — he only noticed her presence after he had shaken himself clean. Starbelly chuffed in greeting, as it was never her plan to remain unnoticed for long.  “No,” she affirmed and chuckled, striding closer to the greyscale brute. She was immediately curious about him; so young, yet so familiar with this place. “Hmm,” she hummed softly, regarding the male in his entirety. She quipped, “Why are you so dirt-y, then?” although the answer lay clearly in the freshly-dug den off to his side.

He couldn't explain why but he was unable to peel his eyes away from her. She was the prettiest thing he had seen maybe even matching up to Keoni in beauty. He swallowed thickly trying to get his suddenly dry mouth and throat to start working properly again. She assured him that he hadn't shaken the dirt off onto her and he attempted what he hoped was a charming smile but it probably came out watery and slightly nervous looking. "Oh ah....that's good then." he said his voice breaking horribly on the word 'good'. Cringeing quite visibly he turned and nodded toward the den he had finished digging out "I was making it a bit bigger. Figured it might be nice to share a space with someone occasionally" It was not his original intention of course but the words flowed from his lips nonetheless.

"I'm Sunny Easthollow. What's your name?" he introduced himself offering a polite dip of his head.