Lost Creek Hollow If you've changed your mind

his shoulder was fine, probably, maybe gannet could look at it. either way, treason stepped around him to investigate it a little further, giving it a careful lick. and then again. he wondered what she was doing, honestly, since a few cautious licks wouldn't do much for cleaning... and treason probably didn't know Jack-shit about that anyway. he paused his eating to look up at her curiously, a gentle tip of his head to one side and a quick swipe of his tongue over his chops. 

a quiet pause from terance after she spoke, who had to process the information a number of ways. the first being, ah, yes, so she was pregnant, and he hadn't just been forcing the narrative upon her this whole time. good, he was glad he could hear her confirm that, for one. the second was that, oh my god they were moving. after a few seconds silence, slowly the wind picked up and terance's tail began to wag, a smile pressed upon his features as he finally processed the entirety of the comment. he moved to give her cheeks a few affectionate licks, pressing his forehead to the side of her neck. he didn't speak, not right away, but his excitement about the situation was generally pretty obvious.

"how do you feel?" he asked her, pulling back to study her as she answered.