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He was tired and ready to be home. The day had been long and the hunting difficult, but he finally made it his and Aquene's den, two large fish clamped between his teeth. When he entered, he set the meal down. The fur on the front half of his body was still damp from fishing, but that didn't stop him from going directly to his wife and pulling her close in greeting. I missed you, he offered softly. Any time they were apart, he missed her fiercely. 

He saw the influx of herbs in the den and knew Aquene had been busy. The matrona was due any day, and he was sure his wife was was worrying away and trying to over-prepare. How are you doing, my love? he asked. He wanted to talk to her about what Arsenio had proposed, but he was unsure if she was in a place to discuss it right now. 

Please rest and eat. The soldier's expression was pleading. He hoped she hadn't been pushing herself too far today.