Wheeling Gull Isle for what future may come

Tzila wasn't sure how many there would be. Two was a nice number. More than three and she'd certainly have her paws full as a first-time mother. A dark brow quirked up, a smug little smirk breaking out on her lips. "Oh is that so? Well, I have heard that girls can be quite fussy." She shot right back, teasing of course. Her tail waved loosely, happily, thwapping against his hips. "But really, I will be happy with either, so long as they are healthy."

Following the more solid ground, which led them on a gentle incline, Tzila made sure to brush her shoulder in an affectionate manner against his. "Thank you. I appreciate you willing to do that. But as soon as we find this den, I had planned on making a trip to the Sea Lion shores for meat and pelts." Her eyes darted sideways towards him, paired with small smile. "Just thought I'd let ya know. I think...keeping busy is helping with the stress." Ahead of them, just where the pebbled ground began to meet its end, loomed the tree top of a massive relic. Earthen walls on either side tucked in and out, the perfect formation for where a potential cave may be found. She squinted, pressing forward, seemingly on to something. "This area...I think we should explore it more, don't you?"