Broken Antler Fen Show Of Affection

Brandy beamed, reaching out and nuzzling him with her own crimson-stained muzzle. She would make sure to find a good place to dig, like Ambrosia taught her. Not a place liable to fall apart, somewhere dry and packed down. The roots of a tree provided a good place to dig among. They didn't need to dig if there were a hollow tree, fallen or not around here. She'd work on it later.
          "I'll make sure its nice and fluffy for the two of us. I promise, you'll love it!"
She took another bite of the bird, tail wagging in joy.