Lost Creek Hollow One reason

Treason made a muffled noise as she stirred, her tail thumping off the ground a couple of times as she came to consciousness.  So, Terance was home -- though was that right?  It was her den... But now did that mean it was his too?  There were a few little weird questions like that which occasionally nagged her, but they weren't exactly amazingly important so she wasn't really going to ask.  What would be the point other than to settle her whole thing with wanting to own everything?

She stretched and yawned, sort of shoving against him as she did so before she righted herself and nosed at him lazily.  Didn't seem like she minded being woken up at all -- she hadn't meant to doze off in the first place, after all.  Another yawn.  Mm.  Longer day than usual or was I way more tired than I thought?  Either one sounded reasonable, but she suspected that his day had probably been about as exciting as hers -- in other words, totally boring patrols where nothing happened, and that was a good thing.