Stone Circle let nothing go to waste

Ah, that's alright, Akuti assured him, flashing Day a kind and gracious smile, I don't mind sharing. You grow up in a family as big as mine and it becomes second nature. She poked her head around the corner and took in the den's atmosphere, checking it out and seeing what exactly it held. Who's the other one? If she had to share a den with someone else, she'd rather know who it was. Maybe then they could meet on their own accord and get used to one another before they had to commit to living with one another (not that either femme had a choice in the matter; the winter had taken away the liberty of sleeping under the stars). She could feel her (slightly less) swollen teats begin to leak, and she quickly shuffled inside of the den where she would be able to lay against the ground, away from anyone's judgement. Thank you, Grayday.