Lost Creek Hollow cause everybody plays the beautiful game while out in brazil

It would have been one thing if they weren't coming back, in which case they could just cut down on extra duties, but since the family was going to be back any day now (weren't they?) they needed to make sure that stuff wasn't going to fall apart.  And, unsurprisingly, yeah, things had changed slightly between her and Terance.  She wasn't sure who was the one who did it -- if it was her fault, his, or they'd both come to the same decision at the same time independently.

Either way, she didn't mind the change.  She wasn't sure if she'd jinx it and say out loud she'd be fine just settling for Terance as her only option -- especially since the last week had also brought with it the departure of Rueger, who had been her other choice, even if he wasn't her top one -- but she was more comfortable with the idea at least.  He'd been at least acting a little more like how she'd wanted him to ages ago.  And of course, something could still come up -- someone better, something awful, who knew.  It wasn't like she knew when her body would make its grand decision to be fertile, and to a certain point expected Terance would know before she did.

Treason was wandering, kind of waffling a bit on whether she should dig something out of the cache or go hunt something or just wait a few hours until her stomach demanded she do one of the two and gave her a clearer decision.  It really wasn't particularly exciting.  Some of these days were outright dull, so when Terance popped into view, that promised things might get more interesting.  With a whuff and a wag of her tail, she changed course to intercept, idly wondering if there was any other tidbit that might make for interesting bribery, but nothing came to mind.  Oh well.