Hideaway Strath A not so secret I need to tell you

She flopped to the ground.
The snow was mostly gone, but it was still a bit chilly and patches did remain. But here the grass was growing and flowers were starting to bloom.

When Arlette rolled over, Derg laid down, gently resting his head on her belly.
He was going to be a father. He was...he had a mate. He listened to her silky voice tell him about their children. One moon. "Not long to go," he smiled, shifting his legs a bit.
But her last litter was lost because of the trauma. No wonder. She was lucky not to lose her life.

"I guess," he mused, "I'll have to keep you in the den for the next moon then." He chuckled softly. "You like breakfast in bed right?"
He wouldn't actually force her to be holed away. She'd soon enough beat his ass into line. He grinned at her, tail wagging.