Bearclaw Valley I'm not lazy, I'm on energy-saving mode

He nodded when she explained what a den was. So, like a nest, but on, or under, ground, he summarized. Ridge had only ever slept in trees, but he often watched the holes in the ground for rabbits or other small game he could hunt. 

He looked to his feathers as she mentioned them, before turning his gaze back to her. I'll keep that in mind. Is she nice? he asked, incase he happened upon her. He shook his head side to side at her next question. No, I don't see them. I don't even know where they are. It wasn't something that he lost sleep over. It was just how eagles were. We're mostly a solitary creature, except when we have mates. He didn't, but he wasn't in a hurry to, either.