Lost Creek Hollow Margie, thought you might need a little warm-up

It was time to go for a nap.  She'd yawned broadly as she wandered back to the den, having cut her patrol short.

Heavy suspicion about her possible pregnancy had turned to certainty -- her body was starting to change in expectation of pups.  Probably still too subtle for anyone else to notice at this point unless they really examined her, for now.  It meant she'd been a little more independent the past day or so, and careful with how she sat and lay, just because she was kind of dreading @Terance fussing over her more, but he'd find out eventually.  Probably soon, but she'd put it off for a few days if she could.  Her body would eventually betray her if she didn't get careless in the meantime.

What she hadn't expected was Joss to still be lurking around.  Normally by the time she got bored and wandered back to her den (if she didn't end up at Terance's) usually he was gone.  After all, she had patrols to do, might grab a snack, blah blah, whatever.  She came to a stop, blinking owlishly.  Still here?  Treason was pretty sure he preferred that they pass like ships in the night, so what did he want?  Did that mean he was calling it done, since she knew it had to be close, or did he have something else to bug her about?