Redhawk Caldera The old red hills of home

For when you have time <3

While he hadn't exactly noticed any of her symptoms, Bronco had- for one reason or another- decided to spruce up their current living place, while @Fennec was out. They'd been spending time together that was a mix of content complacency, mixed with bursts of honeymoon-esque passion, so he figured that it wasn't a bad idea to make their little household a bit more comfortable for the both of them. He'd been planning it for a while, and had stashed a couple things here and there so that he could amass the things he wanted secretly, and put everything into place while she went out on her own to hunt, patrol, or do whatever it was that she wanted to do when she went off on her own. He knew better than to chase after her and dog her every motion; she was independent, and needed some time on her own, and he allowed her to have it. 

So when she left, he waited for her to disappear from sight before he hastily scrambled into action. He had no idea how long she'd be- if she was going off to patrol, or just to raid a cache before coming back, so he wanted to have things in place before she returned. He'd stashed things here and there so that he collect them and bring them to their little nook to surprise her with when she came back. He'd stashed two rabbit pelts and two muskrat pelts, which he had prepared as well as he could, trying to remember what he'd seen Kukutux do. His fumbling lack of experience made him wonder if the pelts would be useful at all, but they'd dried out alright, and he'd done his best to clean as much of the fat and tissue off the skin so that they wouldn't smell. The fur was still soft even though the skin had hardened a bit. He laid them upon the floor and frowned slightly. It wasn't exactly much of a bed- and would really only be enough for one wolf, but it was better than doing nothing, he thought. But he wasn't too upset about that; he knew that Fennec didn't really like gifts, so anything luxurious or extravagant might've made her feel uncomfortable. The way he saw it, this was a treat for both of them...Even if they couldn't both fit on the soft bedding he'd supplied. It was a slight improvement- but something, at least. Enough, he thought, to satisfy his need to make her life as good as possible without making her feel uncomfortable. 

And he wasn't exactly going to make a big fuss about it either. He'd dug up a rabbit he'd stashed that didn't exactly have a soft or desirable pelt (it'd been a scraggly creature at best in its prime) and decided he'd snack away on that, laying completely across the new pelts he'd brought in, as he waited for her to come home. While the new mat he'd made was relatively humble, he could at least warm it up for her.